“Wait. You’ve never had anal?”
“No, I haven’t.”
It’s her turn to be surprised. “How is that possible? You’re thirty-five.”
“I asked my first sexual partner if she wanted to try, and she shamed me for it and ended things shortly after.”
“What a bitch… What about the others?”
“I never asked again, and they never offered—I guess because of my ‘enormous dick,’ as you put it.”
Her confusion slowly switches to joy, and she smiles broadly as she says, “I’m going to be your first, then. I mean, you want to try, right?”
“Andrea, I’ve been wanting to fuck your ass since before I even had your cunt. Of course I want to try.”
Bubbling with excitement, she jumps at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’ll be your first something.”
“You’re my firsteverything, freckles. My first love, the first person that matters, the first woman I want to spend the rest of my life with…”
She pulls me down for an elated kiss, pressing her grin on my willing lips. She’s so happy that one might think I’ve just proposed to her, not that I’ve agreed to anal sex.
Still holding the box, I scoop her up with my free arm and walk toward my desk. I drop the box on it, let her down, and rip myself away from her to grab her hips and twist her around.
“Lex, what are y—” She stops as my hand wraps around the back of her neck, and when I push to bend her over the desk, she lets out a shocked pant. “Lex, there are people right outsi—”
“I’m not fucking you, Andrea. Just playing with my newtoys.”
I flip the skirt of her dress up, groaning as I reveal her bare ass. She really is a fucking tease for coming to my place dressed like this.
“Oh, God,” she moans when I take out the smallest plug from the box. “Are we really doing this?” Her voice is shaky and uneven, but I can’t tell if it’s the arousal or the nerves.
“Only if you want to.”
“I—I’m not sure. I mean, I want to, but maybe this isn’t the best time, baby.”
“I’ll throw them out as soon as we finish dessert. It’ll be less than an hour, Andrea. And you can head to the bathroom to remove it anytime.”
She’s still torn, both tempted and reluctant. I bend over her, over the desk, and kiss the soft curve of her shoulder. “Do it for my birthday,” I rasp in her ear.
“It’s the fifth time you’ve said that today. You’re really milking it.”
“You’re the one who wanted today to be special.”
“I’d say having your bare-assed girlfriend meeting your family was pretty special.”
I chuckle. “You’re right, freckles. That was plenty enough.”
Her shoulder receives another kiss, and I straighten up. I’m about to return the plug to its box when she stops me.
“Wait, I didn’t say no.” She rises to her elbows and eyes the plug with visible interest. “If we do this, you really are throwing everyone out after dessert, Lex.”
“I’ll throw them out regardless.”
She defiantly meets my eyes and offers, “You’ll let me tie you up again, then.”
“Fucking hell,” I groan. I don’t even have to think about it before I agree with a nod. This will be worth whatever torture she’ll come up with once she has me bound and helpless.
Andrea arches her back and spreads her legs in invitation. Fuck, how I love this woman… She’s so giving and always eager to please me. There’s probably nothing she wouldn’t do for me, and the other way around is just as true.
