I dropped my arms from around her and took a step back.
“No, I don’t mean about that—about you. I meant about the bag. I want to go through it with you. If that’s something you still wanna do…”
“Oh, I sure as hell do. It’ll be like the best Christmas ever. Let’s do this!”
Chapter 10
Saylor
My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I took his hand and led him deeper into my room, through the lounge area to my bedroom and the walk-in closet in the corner. When my bags had arrived, I’d been adamant that I unpack them myself. I didn’t want to think about someone else going through and touching the stuff inside.
Not that I really knew what was inside. Stupid, I know, but Paige had packed it for me. She gave me a whole lecture on discovering my body and my likes and dislikes now that I was single. The whole rah-rah sexual awakening lecture wasn’t one I’d been in the mood for—I’d been too busy canceling the wedding.
I’d taken a tiny peek when I’d tossed my toiletries in the bag, but there could be a…um, insert sex toy here I’d never heard of. Because to be honest, I’ve owned one vibrator my entire life and never really used it. It was too intimidating. And Trent hadn’t ever introduced toys in our bedroom. That would mean turning on the lights.
My hands were shaking as I approached the bag I’d flung into the corner. I’d been embarrassed by the contents. I almost hadn’t brought the thing, but Paige had taken me to the airport, so I couldn’t leave it behind.
All my earlier bravado was gone.
This was scary.
What would Mal think of me?
I tossed him a quick look, and he grinned back at me, bouncing on his toes.
Okay, so that wasn’t an out. He was giddy.
Meanwhile I was freaking out.
But I knew Mal was the guy to do this with. I felt safe with him. He’d been amazing so far.
I pointed out the bag to Mal, and he skipped over to it, grabbed the handles, and carried it back into the bedroom. He tossed it onto the bed and dug in with zero inhibition.
“Gorgeous.” Mal tossed a jeweled plug with a pink faux crystal on the end onto the bed. “Oh, this one’s good. I haven’t seen the pearled version before.” A rabbit with pearls under the body of the bunny and wrapped around the base joined the plug on the bedspread.
My eyes widened. Which end went inside?
“Ooh, nipple clamps. Have you ever tried these babies?” He held up a gold chain that had what looked like tiny jumper cable prongs at either end.
I shook my head mutely.
“We might need to work our way up to those.” Mal tossed them onto the bed. “Do you have a preference between cherry and coconut?” Two bottles of lube joined the collection of depravity on the bedspread.
“Either is good,” I replied faintly.
“I like this one.” Awhacksound ripped through the room, then Mal tipped the end of a leather strap so I could see that Good Girl was carved into one side. “You wanna be my good girl, baby?”
I gestured helplessly. “Maybe?”
“I’ll put that in the next time pile too.” He emptied the bag. Two vibrators—one rabbit, one wand—a bejeweled butt plug, lube, nipple clamps, the strap, more beads—this time like a necklace, and a variety of batteries littered my bed.
“Oh wow.” I blinked in shock at the pile. “That…That’s a lot.”
“How about you pick one thing? What one thing looks interesting to you?”
My eyes danced from one item to the next. Honestly, they were all scary.
How could those clamps feel good? They looked crazy.
