“No, it doesn’t,” she says dreamily. “I can’t wait to take pictures this weekend with it in the distance.”
I flip the screen back around, and the second it does, Sadie’s eyes are wide with amusement. She slaps her hand over her mouth, letting an uncontrollable giggle spew out.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask.
She points above my head, so I turn around, gawking at him in disbelief.
“B? What the fuck is this?” Jack holds up my huge vibrator by the suction part meant for your clit.
His face is priceless.
“A vibrator, obviously.”
“No shit, Sherlock. Why do you have this massive thing with you here… in Paris?”
I shrug.
Isn’t it obvious to him?
I probably won’t need it anytime soon with how things are going between us, but you always need to be prepared.
Sadie’s laughter finally stops enough for her to speak. “Don’t you know her motto?”
Jack looks at me, then back to Sadie. “Enlighten me.”
“An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away,” Sadie sings, but her tune quickly changes to horror when Jack turns it on. “Okay, that was in her vagina. Can you put that down?” She shivers in disgust.
Jack looks at me, smirking and wiggling his eyebrows.
“Okay, you two,” Sadie yells. “Enough.”
“Prude,” I snort.
“I am not a prude. I don’t see the need to put it all out in the open… or for my brother to play with something you stick up your private parts.”
I smirk. She’s flustered, and I can’t help but egg her on. “I don’t stick it up, I only use it on the outside. I’ve never had an orgasm from penetration. I only—”
“Okay! Shut the hell up or I’m hanging up,” she cries, placing her hands over her ears.
I glance up at Jack and see that his jaw is snapped shut, his hungry eyes glaring at me.
“What?” I whisper, putting the phone on mute.
Wordlessly, he walks over to my side of the sofa and sits down, pulling my feet onto his lap.
In a punishing grip, he grabs my ankle and grinds my foot against his cock.
It’s rock solid.
“At least I’ll get one of your firsts,” he mutters darkly, seemingly lost to the feeling of me practically wanking him off with my foot.
Why is this turning me on so much?
Nerves dance in my stomach. “What first?” I breathe.
He gives me a slow, cheeky smile. “Your first orgasm from penetration. You haven’t experienced Jackson Peters to his full potential, and I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll forget what it was like before.”
Fuck.
