“You gonna be a good girl and cum, Jen? I know you want to.”
Oh shit. Now he’s coming in with the dirty talk. I’m going to be a fucking mess in under a minute.
My chest heaves with each breath. My legs quiver, but he’s wedged between them, holding them open. “You better not move, Jen. Come on, you need this don’t you?”
“Mhmm.” It’s so intense I have to squeeze my eyes shut tight and bite the pillow.
He presses the button again. There’s a tiny click, then I start to see stars.
“Fuck yeah you are. Look at you.”
A slight movement of the head of the wand across my clit and I’m done for. My back bows. I scream into the mouthful of pillow.
Pleasure sears a fiery hot path all the way down my spine and curls my toes. Just when I think it’s too much, another wave breaks over me and clenches all my muscles. Then the delicious release and I’m floating, not fighting it anymore, just flying on that feeling.
I open my eyes and look up into Adam’s face as I cum, and he urges me on all the way to the end.
When I absolutely cannot take any more, I reach between us and push the vibe away from my clit. “You’re fucking dangerous with that thing.”
“Don’t tempt me to prove it all over again.” He tosses it on the bed and rolls me over, smacking my ass. “Time to get up.”
I groan. I’d really rather go back to sleep now, preferably with him spooning me.
When I don’t move, he smacks it again. “Hurry up or I’m turning it back on.”
“I’m going,” I grumble, pulling myself out of bed and into the bathroom.
Half an hour later, I’m stuffing my keys into my handbag and hunting around for where I left the last bite of bagel that was too good to throw out.
Adam hands me the plate. Then he holds out something wrapped in a lacy pair of knickers. “Hold onto this for me today?”
Grinning, I tuck his dick away and give him a kiss on the cheek before I leave for work. I guess we’re officially dating again. Sure feels like he blew away all my reservations with an unprecedented number of orgasms in twenty-four hours.
I’m already waiting for his text when it pops up on my phone an hour after I start my shift.
Adam: So I found this app…
Funny thing is, I catch myself smiling ear to ear about the very same thing that had me breathing smoke a few days ago. I guess a dick in your handbag will do wonders to change your perspective.
Jen: hmm let me guess. Dick Swap Marketplace?
Adam: not exactly. Besides, I like my dick.
Jen: me too. So what is it then?
The next message is a screenshot. The homescreen of the app is red and black with a set of teeth with red devil’s horns. The words ‘Third Fang’ are emblazoned across the image dripping with blood.
Jen: um… you’re sure this is for monster dating and not vampire blood donations?
Adam: vampire what now? Wow, OK, an ick I never knew I had. Nah, this is definitely monster dating. It’s for couples looking for a third
My cheeks heat, and my heart rate jumps immediately. Are we really doing this?
Just then Annie walks past and spots me with my phone in my hands. I shove it guiltily into my pocket. “Sorry. Thought I left the oven on.”
She lifts a brow. “Do you smile like that about all your kitchen appliances?”
Busted. I look down at my feet, hating that it was Annie who caught me. My eyes snap back to her when she laughs.
