Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
He did. He just hadn’t realized it was while he was here. Asleep.
“So, are we going to talk about the elephant in the room?” she asked brightly.
They hadn’t finished talking about her last bomb as far as he was concerned.
“Why is there a butt plug on the nightstand next to you?” She pointed to it. “Did I interrupt you? Were you gonna have some fun? Ooh, do you need any help?”
He eyed her excited face. “You seem awfully eager to lend a hand.”
“What can I say? I think your ass is cute and I wouldn’t mind plugging it. I mean, I’m here for whatever you need, Brody-bear.” She pressed a hand to her chest. “I’m certain that it’s my job as your girlfriend to stick things in your butt.”
“Yeah, right, no. You just want to see me walking around like I have a stick up my ass.”
“Ouch, that sounds painful. This looks much more fun than a stick. Look at it, it’s just a baby one.”
Reaching over, she picked it up, looking at it. Okay, she was staring at that thing with far too much pleasure for his liking.
“Wait . . . didn’t you put it there?” He’d thought it was some sort of practical joke.
“Nope.” She stared over at him. “You didn’t put it there?”
“No.”
“Oh my God, he’s starting.” She clapped her hands while still holding onto the butt plug. It was slightly disturbing. Suddenly, the thing flew out of her hand and landed right in his mug of coffee. Which he’d been about to take a sip from. He quickly held the cup back so coffee didn’t splash all over his face.
Luckily, it wasn’t too hot. Still, Autumn jumped up, looking horrified.
“I’m so sorry. I’ll get a wet cloth.” She ran into the attached bathroom and returned with a cloth just as he was pulling the butt plug from his coffee cup. That sounded like a bad joke. “Here. Are you burned? Does it hurt?”
She took hold of his hand and pressed the cloth to it.
“I’m fine, Tutu. The coffee wasn’t that hot.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yep, I’m sure. I barely got any on me.”
“Whew. Well, here, give me your butt plug and I’ll clean it.” She tried to tug the plug out of his hand.
“Actually, might be better if I clean it, yeah?”
She bit her lip. “Oh, maybe.”
He cleaned it off with the cloth. “What did you mean that he’s starting?”
“Oh!” She bounced on the bed on her knees. “He’s started to give you your own sex toy collection.”
“My own sex toy collection?”
“Yep. Let me show you mine! He’s gotten me a few things. And it’s now your turn.”
“My turn?”
What was happening right now? Was he having some sort of bizarre dream? That had to be it, right?
She skidded down her side of the bed, and he was glad he’d already put the tray on the nightstand.
Landing with a thump on her ass, she let out a small yelp. Brody moved over to the other side of the bed, peering down at her. “Sweetie? Are you all right?”
“Yep. The bedcover is just very slippery.”
The bedspread was linen and not slippery at all. But he still nodded.
She moved onto her knees and tugged open the bottom drawer on her side. “Ta-da!”
He gaped down at the drawer that was filled with sex toys. There were things he didn’t even know the name of.
“The Fox gave you all of these?”
“Ah, yeah. But I . . . I have problems using them.”
He gave her a look filled with sympathy. Autumn knew she should tell him all of it, but her throat seized, the words caught. How did she tell him that every time she tried to make herself come, she heard the senator’s voice in her head? Telling her what a dirty slut she was.
It was a huge turn off.
“Anytime you want help, I’m here.”
She stared at him, wide-eyed.
“I mean, I . . . um . . . well, yeah. Sheesh.”
“You’re going to lend a helping hand?” she teased.
He groaned. “Something like that.”
She giggled.
“I didn’t mean with the toys. I meant . . . you know what? Whatever you need help with I am here. Even if it’s to hold a vibrator for you or something. Good Lord, stop me now.”
Her giggles increased and she sat up on the bed and wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you for your generous offer.”
He huffed out a breath.
“Anytime you need a helping hand, just let me know,” she offered. “I’d be happy to help you with that plug.”
“Jesus.”
“Sorry for not telling you that I was getting sex toy deliveries.”
He huffed out a laugh. “Well, apparently, I am now too.”
She drew back, studying him. “You know, I didn’t think it was possible for someone to get that red. Would you like the Fox to plug you? Get you ready for his big, fat cock?”