“We can be cozy in bed in about twenty minutes.” I try to wiggle free from his hold but he’s got me tight. Well, that and the fact that I’m nottryingthat hard.
“Fine.” He whines but unwraps himself from me.
“I’ll be fast.” I quickly peck his cheek, running upstairs, grabbing my toiletries and clothes then shutting myself into the bathroom. I bounce on my feet, waiting for the water to warm then decide to brush my teeth and wash my face instead of jumping around.
Once the water is hot enough to boil potatos, I pull my clothes off and step into the shower. Letting the heat warm my body for a moment before washing, rinsing, and repeating my way to feeling clean.
Stepping out of the shower, I quickly realize we threw the towels in the washer and dryer earlier today forgetting to bring them upstairs.Fuck.
I put as much of myself behind the door as possible before I peek my head out of the bathroom to find Collins leaning against the headboard in his jeans and deep red sweater. He looks up when he hears the door click open but quickly realizes I’m undressed and his gaze heats.
“We… uh... left the towels downstairs. I have an extra in my suitcase though if you would grab it for me. Please.”
“Yep. Yes, I can do that for you.” He quickly stands and speeds across the room to my bag, opening it, “where?”
“In the top half, should be just on top,” I say, expecting him to grab my towel and be over here in a moment, but he hasn’t made his way back yet. I can’t crane my neck any further without exposing my chest.
“Collins, my suitcase isn’t that big.” I chuckle, hoping it will grab his attention.
“No, it’s not.” His voice sounds firmer, almost more gruff than it had a moment ago.
“Then… What’s the holdup?”
Just as I’m about to swing the door open and go get the towel myself, Collins appears in front of me with… oh God. He’s holding my towel in one hand and the black, silicone sex toy that Sinclair bought that I intentionally did not put in my suitcase for this trip in the other. The sneaky bitch must have slid it in there before we left, I’m going to have to murder my best friend.
My cheeks instantly heat but Collins isn’t upset or even embarrassed. If anything, he looks turned on, ready to devour me whole. My pussy clenches at the thought and I feel emboldened to do something that I wouldn’t normally feel confident enough to do. With Collins though, I feel desired, I feel like I can do anything and he’ll watch with rapt attention. I push the door open, exposing my wet body, hair dripping down my back, nipples pointed from his stare, and the slight chill.
“Harley.” He growls.
“Collins.” I purr back.
“I’m going to give you a choice, and I want you to do whatever you’re comfortable with.”
“Okay.”
“I can give you the towel and we can pretend that you’re not standing naked in front of me tempting me to take you right here like I’ve dreamt about for almost two years. Or you can show me how you use this on yourself, Peppermint. I won’t touch you unless you want me to.” His chest rises and falls as he speaks, his eyes roaming over my body causing a chill to wrack through me.
I pause, considering if this is a line I’m ready to cross or not. He doesn’t push as he waits for me to respond, he just stands there with wondering eyes. Ultimately, I know that in Collins’ hands I’m safe. That if we start something and I don’t want to finish it, I won’t have to, which leads me to tell him, “I want to show you.”
I stick my hand out for the toy, he hands it over then steps back a few feet giving me space to exit the room. Taking the toy, I lower myself to the bed, letting my legs fall open for Collins. This whole interaction has desire building within me but I’m not quite ready to take the toy so I let my free hand roam my body. Down over my nipples, pinching and rolling each one between my fingers before bringing the vibrator to my clit.
“Use the remote Collins.” He clicks the button once, an intense vibration begins against my clit.
“How does that feel?”
“I need more.” I moan as he clicks the button again, the intensity ratchets up to a steady but perfect buzzing. “There, that’s good.”
“Show me what else you do when you want to feel good, Baby.” He groans, scrubbing his hands down his face as he watches me move the toy away from my center, suctioning it to the hardwood floor and dropping to my knees above it. I tweakmy nipples as I drop myself onto the toy slowly and then lift myself off. Collins groans as he watches me pleasure myself, his cock straining against his pants.
“Collins.” I moan his name, wishing the feeling of fullness was coming from him instead.
“Yeah, Peppermint?” His eyes glued to the place where my pussy and the toy meet. Wetness dripping down it and onto the floor.
“Come closer and take your cock out. I want to see it.” Within seconds, his jeans are off but he’s still standing about a foot from me, giving me the space he knows I need which somehow makes me even wetter. The deep V of his stomach and light smattering of hair leads down to the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. It’s smooth, long and holy shit. A piercing through the head of his cock that I imagine would touch all of the right places inside me.
“See something you like, Peppermint?” A mischievous grin spreads across his face as I continue taking him in.
“Does it hurt?” I pause my movement, inclining my head at the small metal bar with two bulbs on each end.
