“Damn girl, you’re sexy when you get snappy. Remind me why I’ve never hit on you?”
“It’s because we work together, and I have a boyfriend. Also, are you even into women?”
He beamed. “I’m into everybody. I mean, Xane’s still hot as hell, but my horizons are broadening. I have eyes for other guys, and I’d like to sample a lot more pussy.”
Alle mushed her lips together. “Okay, too much. Shut up now.”
“You don’t want to know the details of my sex life?” He gave her such a salacious grin, she was genuinely shocked.
“No. No I don’t. I like to kid myself you’re too innocent for the sort of sleaze you’re probably itching to shock me with, though I’ll add that’s becoming increasingly difficult when you grin at me like that. Tell me you didn’t sneak back to the mainland last night while the rest of us were tucked into bed.”
“Nope. Stayed up with Paul. Also, why are you no fun? I can’t believe you don’t want to know all my naughty stories.”
“I’m perturbed that you seem so keen to share them,” she said waggling a finger at him, though she was also struggling not to laugh. “All right, let’s see what’s in this box.”
Ronnie did a circuit of the chill-out zone cackling in glee when he saw. Alle, blushed. Beneath the tissue paper sat two objects labelled, ‘Thee’ and ‘Me’. Thee was some kind of vibrating egg, clearly meant to be inserted. It was reminiscent of the remote controlled device Spook had used on her back at his apartment in London all those aeons ago. The purpose seemed clear enough, he intended them to play a grown-up game of hotter colder that involved putting the egg where it was intended to go and following the buzzy trail. The stronger the buzz the closer he was.
As for the ‘Me’ object, that was plain black silicone and designed for a different orifice.
“Nice.” Ronnie clapped his hands. “Spook Mortensen likes a bit of rear door action.”
She really wasn’t sure he did. In fact, she’d put money on the opposite. This was a test of how much he was willing to trust her. Although, whether the test was about allowing her to insert it, or how responsive she was to backing off if he said no remained to be seen.
-21-
Spook
Alle found him with little problem, but then he hadn’t been trying to hide. She was walking funny as she approached. Both cheeks glowed a rosy pink, and he could see the puckering of her nipples through her shirt.
“You could have just held it in your hand,” he said, rotating the control dial up another notch.
Alle clutched the edge of the chest of drawers in their bedroom and came up onto her toes as she hissed between her teeth. “Tell me you wouldn’t have been disappointed if that’s what I’d done.”
“I’m never disappointed with you.”
She gingerly tiptoed forward, the vibrating egg clearly playing havoc with her control over her lower body. “Can I take this out?”
“Do you want to take it out, or shall I wring a few orgasms from you first?”
She flopped onto the bed beside him, where he was chilling in a T-shirt and a pair of boxer briefs. “I want the kisses I was promised, mister. Also, please turn that down a smidge.”
He followed the infinitesimal motion she made with her finger and thumb.
“Spook, I need to be able to think straight.” From out of her pocket Alle produced the butt plug he’d sent her. “We need to talk, since I don’t really think you want me to do this.”
“Don’t I?” He turned the vibrations down an additional few notches.
“I’m not sure, Spook. Do you?”
“I’m trying to—.”
“I know what you’re trying to do. I’m just not sure this is the right way to go about it.” She tossed the plug aside. It landed halfway down the bed, making an indent in the quilt. Alle peeled off her top and crawled towards him, until she covered him, and her hair fell around them both like a shroud. “Kisses first.”
“Yeah, okay.”
She tasted of tea and sweetness. Although, the way she settled over his hips and between his legs was anything but sweet. It was horny and eager, and pleasingly lewd. Spook helpfully loosened her bra, so that the straps slithered down her arms, and gravity spilled her bounty into his hands. Alle chucked the lace and wire contraption on the floor.
“Now,” she said, looking him in the eyes from a distance of no more than two inches. Their noses were still touching. “Instead of using that monster, how about I do a little exploring down there.” Her gaze swept down his body, and his followed. “Yeah?”
