Page 25 of The German's Guilty Pleasure
“Wow,” I sighed, my eyes on the device as he cycled through all the different patterns available. “That’s intensely technologic.”
He pushed the lotus flower again, and the lights and vibration died off. “I hope you see the potential. If you notice, the pulsing and vibrations are understated and never too intense.”
I nodded once. “I did notice that. It was relaxing, yet I could see how it would get the job done.”
He tipped his head back to the ceiling and grinned. “I cannot believe the first word you used to describe it was exactly what I wanted when I designed it.”
“Relaxing?”
He laid it back in the box. “Yes, relaxing. My goal was to build an aid that a woman of any experience level would find relaxing. While the less experienced woman needs more time to build up to more intense stimulation, a more experienced woman could use it to relax in the tub at the end of a long day.”
“It’s waterproof?” I asked, staring at it in the box.
“You already know that all Kontakt aids are waterproof. Serenity is no different.”
“This might be what you call a game-changer if you can make it affordable to the,” I motioned around, “less experienced woman. They’ll be younger and not have as much disposable income as someone in their thirties.”
He lifted one brow and held my gaze. “You are absolutely right, and that is where you come in. Your assignment is to use Serenity over the next few months and tell me what you like about it, what you do not like about it, and what you think a good price point would be on it. I will leave the researching up to you on how you will arrive at that number.”
I swallowed hard, and my face flamed red hot again. “I have to use it?”
He snorted with laughter, and soon, his shoulders were shaking. He stood in front of me, his fingers at his lips and his eyes watering. I smacked him in the arm and he gathered himself, but he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. “Beautiful girl, what do you think it is for? To look at? While Serenity is beautiful, she is not as beautiful as you are. She has a purpose, and you should stop being embarrassed by it. Embrace it. I can promise you that self-pleasuring is one of the best ways to learn about what you like before you get into bed with someone else. Trust me on this. No matter what anyone else has told you, using Serenity will not make hair grow on your palms or strike you blind.”
It was my turn to snort with laughter, and I shook my head at him. “Geez, I’ve had an orgasm before, Lars. I’m not that innocent.” I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. When I registered his moan, I slowly dropped my head into my hand. “Sorry,” I squeaked, “TMI.”
He lifted my chin with his finger again. “No, but all the images in my brain are starting to overpower my common sense. I promise that you have never had an experience like Serenity will provide. There are instructions on how to program the patterns and what buttons to use if you do not want to use presets. The device charges by USB, but it is fully charged now. One charge will run it for four hours.”
“Four hours?” I exclaimed. “I’d be dead in four hours.”
He burst out laughing again and shook his head, putting the lid on the box while he composed himself. “Then you will not have to worry about it dying at the most inopportune time.”
“What about that one?” I asked, pointing at the now rather pathetic looking vibrator still on the bed.
He picked it up and placed it back in the clamshell, then handed me both devices. “Your mission, whether you choose to accept it or not, is to use both of these tonight. I want a full spreadsheet presented toMuttertomorrow about the differences between a fifteen-dollar aid and a Kontakt aid. Graphics are optional.”
My mouth dropped open slowly, and I stared at him in fascination. “Tonight? Graphics? Your mot—mother?”
He put his arm around my shoulders and led me toward the door. “Speaking ofMutter, I need to pick her up at the airport. Will you be all right at home alone, or do you need me to come over once she is settled?”
I didn’t answer, but I blinked at him twice while I worked to control my breathing. Hyperventilating in front of him would only serve to prove his point about my inexperience. A spreadsheet for his mother, though? What was I going to do? I was so embarrassed at the thought I couldn’t process what he was saying.
“A spreadsheet?” I whispered in a daze. “What do you want on the spreadsheet? I don’t know how to make a spreadsheet like that.”
He pinned me up against the door and retook my lips. The box was trapped between us, or he would have plastered his entire body the length of me. His tongue roved at the same speed as his hands, and I didn’t know if I was coming or going. I was sure I was much closer to coming. I wanted to, but I didn’t want to without him. God, why am I like this? He slowed the kiss down and stroked my tongue languidly twice more before he let his lips fall away from mine.
“I do not want a spreadsheet, Serenity,” he hissed. “I do not care if you throw away the cheap one, but you will use the one I created for you, are we clear?” I nodded my head robotically. “I was kidding aboutMutter, but you and I will discuss what you liked about Serenity and what needs to be improved. Are we clear?” I nodded again. “Good. I do have to pick her up at the airport, but when I return, I will be taking The Diamondback out of my private collection. While I use it, I will be thinking about you at the other end of the hallway using something I designed to bring you pleasure. I know for a fact I will not need the app tonight.”
I swallowed, my throat dry, but determination filling my bones. “Feels like you’re already halfway there,” I said, my tone smart aleck with a side of sexy.
He ground himself against my thigh and laid his lips next to my ear. A hiss escaped them, and a shiver ran through me. “I need a cold shower. Get out of my apartment before I do something I should not, like take your virginity up against this door.”
The determination dissipated, leaving my bones like Jell-O. I retreated to the hallway, knowing I wasn’t nearly as much of a badass as I thought. “Good—goodnight,” I stammered. “Thanks for—uh,” I held up Serenity, “this.”
He leaned against the doorjamb, his suit pants doing nothing to hide his desires. “It was my pleasure, and now I hope it is your pleasure. Call me if you have any questions. I would be happy to come over and give you a demonstration.”
His grin told me he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was going to win, one way or the other.
Ten
