Poppy’s sleeping in her pack-and-play by her desk, but there’s some space by the window on the opposite side of the room, and the sound machine is pretty loud.
It’s her turn to drag her finger down my chest. “We’d have to bereallyquiet.”
Oh, fuck. I’m so down for this. Please, God, let my kid sleep well tonight.
Gabby takes my hand and leads me in, closing the door so quietly, I don’t even hear it click. With a sexy smile, she sets her glasses down on the bedside table before she grabs her comforter, spreads it on the ground, and tosses down a few pillows. Then I whip off my clothes and then paw hers off too. Shirts, jeans, socks. Off. Until Gabby’s wearing some sheer nude bra and underwear combo that short-circuits my brain.
“You’re so sexy.” I can see everything through that material, but at the same time, it has an almost virginal quality to it. I collapse back on the floor and reach into my boxer briefs to fist myself.
She leans over me, her hair cascading around us, and whispers into my ear. “Are you really going to put on a show and not let me watch?”
Her eyes are wide, her pupils blown out. My sexy little angel is turned on. I pull her on top of me and point out how she needs to reciprocate.
“Wanna show me how you use your new toy?” I let the words settle in and enjoy the flush that runs up her neck, which I can see thanks to the streetlight streaming in through a space in the curtains.
She looks around and finally spots what I noticed the second we came in here earlier to put my daughter to bed.
Gabby has a hot pink vibrator sitting on her desk. With one hand, she covers her eyes.
“Baby, don’t be embarrassed. We’re gonna have so much fun with that.” I’ve never used sex toys before, but I’m more than ready to try. I smack her on the ass. “Go get it.”
She’s frozen on top of me, her pulse fluttering in her neck.
Damn, I don’t wanna push her into something she doesn’t want to do.
“Hey, it’s okay. Forget it.” I thread my fingers into her hair and tug her down for a kiss. “Just wanna be with you. I don’t care what we do.”
It’s true. For once, I’m not just trying to bust a nut. I love stealing moments alone with her.
She tucks her head into my neck, and I roll us onto our sides and stroke her back. I keep my thigh tucked between her legs. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”
“Ugh, if I tell you this, you can’t laugh, okay?”
“I promise.” And yeah, I’m intrigued. So. Fucking. Intrigued.
Keeping her face against my shoulder, she whispers, “I bought it so I could…”
“Get off?” I chuckle at the little mortified sound she makes in my ear.
“Right. But I swear it doesn’t work. I mean, it turns on. It vibrates, and it feels good, but I can’t get there.”
Troubleshooting sexual conundrums with Gabby has major potential to become my new favorite hobby.
“Want me to help with this?” I nuzzle her neck and nip her. “What if I used it on you? Think that might help?” She lets out a gasp, and her thighs squeeze me. “You tell me to stop, I stop.” I run one hand down her back until I reach her ass, which I palm and mold before I slip a finger between her legs and rub against her damp underwear.
She swallows but doesn’t say anything.
“It’s okay to be turned on by this. You’re so wet right now. I really want you to sit on my face, but since maybe you want to take things slow, we could start with a toy, huh?”
That gets me a chuckle.
I roll over until I hover over her and then slowly grind down on her until we both moan.
“Shh,” she reminds me.
And then she pushes me away and gets up.
I’m confused, thinking maybe she’s calling this off, but then she comes back with her vibrator, and my cock jerks in my boxer briefs.
