Page 33 of The German's Guilty Pleasure
She embraced it all.
She wrapped her hands around my neck in trust. Her tiny whimpers of need filled the room, and I fought to remind my sex-charged brain that she could change her mind at any time. She could still pull back, but I would take what she would give me right now. I needed a distraction from the images spiraling through my mind of her coming apart from the pleasure I offered her.
She moaned, and I lost myself in her deeper. The thought of hearing that sound in my ear as I slid into her filled me with both pain and pleasure. I ground my already thick erection against her belly until she whimpered under my lips. I ripped mine from hers and rolled off her onto the couch. Our breath was coming in short spurts and I had to swallow before I could speak. “What are we doing here, Serenity?” My tone was filled with desperation and desire, but I did not expect her answer.
“Offering each other pleasure. There is nothing wrong with that, right?”
I trailed my finger down her cheek, and she turned her head, kissing the pad with her lips. “Nothing that I can think of. We are alone, and the dark surrounds us in a way that shuts out the rest of the world. In my business, that is the very definition of intimacy.”
She unfolded herself from the couch and took my hand. “Come with me.”
“Where are we going?” I asked, standing slowly.
“I’m going to show you how well your design works.”
“Show me?”
She nodded, dropped my hand, and walked toward her bedroom. “Show you the very definition of intimacy.”
I stared at her receding back in shock. Did she just offer what I think she offered?
My feet moved me forward instantly. If there was one thing that I did not want to miss, it was the very definition of intimacy with Serenity.
Thirteen
Serenity
I think the last shot was one too many. Did I just offer to show Lars how I use his vibrator? Oh my God, what do I do now?No means no, so turn around and tell him you changed your mind. Easy.I paused by the bed. Did I change my mind, though?
I spun around and would have fallen over if he hadn’t caught me at the last moment. “I don’t know what I’m doing, do I?”
He chuckled then and pulled me into his chest, his arms wrapping all the way around me. “If I had to guess, my answer would be no.”
“What if I do know, though? Maybe I’m secretly a sex fiend, and I don’t know it yet.”
His chest rumbled with laughter again. “I think if you were a sex fiend, you would not be a virgin at twenty-four.”
“Unless I’m an undiscovered sex fiend?”
“An up and coming talent?”
“Anything is possible. I did use an aid without dying of embarrassment and even took it for a second spin.”
“Sounds like a downward spiral into depravity to me.”
I smacked him in the chest lightly. “You’re making fun of me now.”
“No, but I am trying to help you understand I am not pressuring you into doing something you do not want to do.”
I gazed up at him from my perch on his chest. “Obviously, since I’m the one who brought it up.”
He tapped my nose once. “That does not mean you cannot take it back, which is my point.”
“I want to see if the same thing happens again, though.”
He lowered a brow at me in confusion. “If the same thing happens?”
My eyes darted toward the bedside drawer. “You know, with Serenity.”
