“Fine,” Ryker mutters.
Nick shoots a finger gun at his brother. “Thanks, big bro.”
We all say bye to the two of them.
“Just a few months ago, you were like Nick, dropping everything for a random hookup. Now look at you, wife guy. Totally in love,” Xander teases.
I grin. My phone buzzes with a text from Ellie. I smile at my phone screen. She must have seen the surprise I left on her bed.
Ellie: Camden! I just saw what you left in my room! Oh my gosh, so pretty!
Me: The flowers or the gift?
Ellie: Both!! I love them both :)
Me: Will you wear it for me tonight?
Ellie: Only if you promise to help me use a toy I haven’t yet played with ;)
My dick twitches in my pants.
Me: That’s a hell yes.
Me: I want you wearing what I bought you when I get home. And I want you sprawled out on my bed with the toys you want to play with.
Ellie: Yes, sir.
Chapter 48
Camden
Iwalk inside, drop my gear bag on the floor, and head to my bedroom.
When I see Ellie lying on my bed in that delicate white lace lingerie set I bought her, I groan.
“Holy fuck, baby.”
She’s lying back on her elbows, her knees bent and her legs spread wide, a sexy smile on her face.
“Like what you see?” she says in a sweet voice.
The lace on the bra I picked out for her is so delicate, it’s see-through. I eye her candy-pink nipples. My mouth waters. “Fucking love what I see.”
I crawl on the bed, between her open legs. I lean down and press a soft kiss to her inner thigh, moaning at how insanely soft her skin is.
When I lean up, I spot her vibrator, butt plug, and a small container of lube on the bed. She twirls a pair of fuzzy handcuffs around her index finger.
The biggest, smuggest grin splits my face.
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Oh fuck yes,” I growl.
She giggles, then nudges my shoulder with her knee. “First, you need to take a shower. You’re sweaty.”
I go up on my knees and strip off my shirt. “While I take the world’s fastest shower, I want you to warm yourself up with your vibrator.”
I reach over and grab it, then press it gently onto the clit, outside of the white lace thong she’s wearing.
Her head falls back as she moans. I pull it away and run my tongue along the crotch of her panties, groaning when I taste how wet she already is.
