“We should probably go inside,” I mumble, then turn to walk to the main room.
As I step inside the large space, I take in the red marble flooring, then slide my gaze up to the modern circular chandelier hanging from the middle of the ceiling.
The room is very well organized. There are shelves around the walls that hold all sorts of toys, and three large glass cases in the middle that contain even more. The lights reflecting off the red walls and the red marble flooring give the room a red hue and a very sultry vibe.
The employees are wearing black and are standing off to the side as discreetly as possible, allowing patrons to shop with privacy. It’s a surprisingly comfortable setting.
A hand finds its way to my lower back, then Massimo is whispering in my ear. “Shall we check out one of the cases?”
Thankful he’s dropped the conversation we were just having, I nod. He puts pressure on my back, leading me to a lit-up case in the middle of the floor.
I look into it and take in the collection of vibrators and dildos. My eyes are drawn to the gold collection. “Are those really…?”
“Twenty-four karat gold-plated vibrators and dildos?” Massimo says.
I nearly choke out a laugh at him saying the word dildo. “People actually use those?”
“Every day, I’m sure,” he says with a chuckle.
“But why? What could possibly be the benefit of a gold-plated sex toy?”
“I imagine it’s just the aesthetic appeal,” he says.
I study the collection, and admittedly so, it is beautiful. It kind of makes you forget it’s a sex toy and makes you think it’s a piece of art. Weird as it is to say…
“You like it,” Massimo says, and I turn to look at him.
“They’re pretty,” I say with a loose shrug.
He laughs softly. “I’d say that fifteen-thousand-dollar vibrator is a little more than pretty.”
“Fifteen thousand?” I gasp, then quickly look over my shoulder to make sure I didn’t disrupt any of the other customers. Turning back to Massimo, I say, “That is insane.”
“But do you like it?” He quirks a brow at me.
“Not enough for fifteen thousand,” I whisper. “My silicone ones will be just fine.”
“That wasn’t the question.”
I look back and forth between him and the gold-plated collection. “I mean, yes, they’re nice, but?—”
“How can I help you two tonight,” says a woman who’s now standing across the glass case from us.
“We’d like to purchase this set here,” Massimo says, pointing to the one we’ve been talking about.
“Ahh, excellent choice. One of our most sought-after collections. You two have exquisite taste.”
“Massimo, we really do not?—”
“Consider it a wedding gift.”
I have to hold back the laugh begging to burst from my lips at how insane of a gift this is, but I bite my tongue. I’m pretty sure we won’t be leaving this place without purchasing something, so if he wants to spend his money on a gold-plated collection of sex toys, who am I to argue?
“Have you decided which size dildo you’d like?” the woman asks.
I can’t keep the laugh from crossing my lips. “I’m so sorry,” I say to the woman. “It’s just, this is my first time at a place like this.”
She smiles. “It’s quite alright. This can all be overwhelming for your first time, but we try to make sure it’s as enjoyable as possible.” She points to the set. “This set comes with your choice of a dildo. We have five different sizes. Do you know which one you’d like to go with your set?”
