I sauntered over to her, settling myself between her legs. Gripping her thighs, I hoisted her onto the counter, making her squeak.
“Alistair—” she started.
“Shhh,” I mumbled against her neck.
The tips of my fingers grazed over her pert nipples with gentle strokes. I slid lower, placing kisses down her chest until I sucked one of the rosy buds into my mouth.
“Fuck,” she moaned, grabbing tight handfuls of my curls and tugging me against her breast.
I gave her nipple a little tug with my teeth, making her gasp.
So sensitive.
With her nipple still in my mouth, I forced her legs wider, trailing my fingers along the pebbled skin of her inner thigh and stopping at her center.
“Do you want me to keep going, sweetheart?” I asked, noticing she wasn’t as wet as she’d been earlier in the day. I knew from experience that saliva wasn’t the best lubricant and I didn’t want to hurt her.
“Do you have any lube?” she asked quietly, like it was something to be embarrassed about.
“Of course I do. It’s in the bedroom. I also have something else in there I wanted to show you—but then you said you wanted to get in the steam room.”
That piqued her interest because she blurted, “What is it?”
“Why don’t you let me show you.” I stood and grabbed her legs, holding her against me so I could carry her to the bed. “Wrap your arms around my neck.”
“Alistair,” she screeched. “You can’t carry me.”
I grinned, losing myself in those beautiful green eyes. “I can absolutely carry you, babe. I’m a big, strong bull. Now wrap your arms around my neck.”
She sighed but complied, wrapping her arms around my neck and holding tight.
My hoofs clicked along the tile, and I carried her over to the bed.
Carefully, I set her down in the center, marveling that a woman this beautiful was my girlfriend, that she washerein my bed.
The steam room beeped, drawing me out of my stupor.
“It can wait,” she said, breathy and low. “We have all week to use it, and I need you right now.”
Well, fuck.
I went over to my nightstand, pulling out a bottle of water-based lube and setting it on top. For a second, I hesitated about showing Pam the toy I’d bought for us.
Would she like it?
I’d scoured the internet for this thing and if I knew her like I thought I did, she would be into it.
I removed the bag from the drawer and offered it to Pam. “Go on. Open it.”
She stared at it and then at me before finally opening it.
“Oh. My. Gods,” she said, holding the bright green, silicone cock sleeve in her hands. She ran her fingertips over the three ridges lining the top, her eyes wide with excitement. “This reminds me of the lizard aliens!”
“Yep,” I said proudly. “I wanted to try something out that was like our books.”Our books.“The ridge at the base vibrates. I, uh, I hope you don’t think it’s weird.”
She shook her head. “Of course I don’t think it’s weird. It’s thoughtful, and I mean, you reading the book was thoughtful, even.”
“Books. I’ve read up to book four.”
