Page 101 of Bonfire and Bliss Bookstore

“Oh, is this where you keep your toys? That was on your list. How about we cross off a few of those items. We can start with watching each other.”

Oh God.

“Can I see your toys, baby?” he whines, the sound so desperate and hungry I whimper in response. “Fuck, I really want to see the way that pussy spasms around a vibrator while you think of me.”

Can I do this?

“Please,” he begs.

Fuck it. I nod my head, and he fumbles forward, pulling open the first drawer.

“Holy shit,” he rasps because, yeah, there’s quite a display in there. Many options, though there are only two that I use regularly. They’re both reliable and do the job quickly and efficiently.

“The pink one,” I tell him, knowing the clit pulser is small enough not to be too intimidating.

Monty lifts it up and presses it against his finger. When the suction begins, his eyes flare with hunger. “Oh, I know what this does. But I want to see you fuck a dildo, Penny. Which one do you like?”

He watches me, waiting for my response.

I lean into what he’s asking of me—I might as well, I’m already putting on a show. “The long one that curves.”

Monty reaches for the soft silicone peach vibrator and runs his pointer finger up and down the tip of it. “Perfect.” He hands me the clit stimulator but keeps hold of the vibrator. “Show me what you do with this.”

I place the toy right over my clit, and suck in a breath as it suctions around my sensitive nerves. I’m already close just from Monty teasing my nipples and the dirty way he’s looking at me. This won’t take long—for me, half the orgasm is in my head. Normally, a few dirty thoughts alone will get me there.

“You have no idea how fucking hot you are, Penny. No idea how my mouth is literally pooling as I stare at you.” He pulls his pants down and exposes his rock-hard cock, then wraps a fist around it and squeezes. “This what you wanted, Xuxuzinho? Want to see what I do every fucking day when I think of you?”

My back arches from the feel of the vibrator suctioning my clit and the indecent display of pure sex as Monty slowly fucks his hand. With his other hand, he flicks the vibrator on and then rolls it against the underside of his dick. His guttural groan and the pooling of liquid on the tip of his cock has my first orgasm slamming through me. My knees roll together as I fuck up against my toy, bending with it as I come.

“Keep those knees open,” Monty growls, falling forward and pulling my legs apart. “I want to see you pulse.”

He watches me like a man starved, licking his lips and moaning as he does. Then he takes the vibrator and presses it between my thighs, teasing me with just the tip of it.

My eyes roll back as I curse. “Oh fuck, yes, please.”

“Please what, baby?” He hums as he pushes it in and then drags it right back out again.

My hand falls off the toy on my clit, unable to handle all the stimulation. Monty’s other hand replaces mine so that he has one toy pressed firmly against my clit while the other thrusts in repeatedly.

“Please what?”

“Your cock, I need your cock,” I pant out. “Please fuck me.”

I’m thrashing against the sheets, fisting them, trying to take everything Monty’s giving me but needing more.

“I wonder,” he muses aloud.

I huff out a breath, impatient, but my desperation seems to only spur him on further.

“One of the books you gave me to read last week—” He bites down on his lip as he lets the vibrator slip farther inside me. I squeeze my legs together, trying to hold it in place. “It talks about dual penetration. Is that what it’s called?”

Fuck, I didn’t even realize I’d given him that book. My entire body shakes as he continues talking. “That wasn’t on your list. You ever try something like that?”

“No.” I almost laugh. “Please, Monty. Where would I even find two men to do that with? I can barely find one.”

“You found me,” Monty says, voice soft.

“Yeah, but you—”