For Authentication Purposes (8 page)

“If that’s what you want.”

And all I could think was that, at this point, I just wanted to sleep with Warner.

Thirty minutes later, we were arguing at the checkout counter.

“I’m not . . .
no
.” I was adamant. “Why do I need four different vibrators? I’m not starting a collection, Wardo.”

The guy behind the counter watched us go back and forth, not amused in the least.

“Because you do.” He shoved the boxes toward the cashier, but I intercepted and pulled them my way instead.

“No, I’m pretty sure one of these will be fine.” Throwing a fake smile at the worker, I slid the one rabbit over to him.

Warner huffed and lunged for me, wrestling the Bullet from my hands and chucking it at the guy before having to chase me three feet into the DVD aisle to physically rip the G-spot wand and some freaky-looking beads he had grabbed from my death grip.

“Not gonna happen,” I yelled as he tried to manhandle me to get the beads out of my curled fingers.

“You’re going to like it, I promise.” He grunted as I turned my back to him and fought against his brute strength.

“No. I’m.
Not!
” I stood my ground, yanking hard and losing my balance in the process. The package ripped in my hands, and I went flying face-first into a XXX video display, groaning when I looked up and realized I had landed with my nose in a porn star’s crotch.

“You opened it. You have to buy it now.” The clerk sighed and pointed to the sign in big white letters above his head that reiterated what he’d just said.

With a defeated huff, I threw the beads at Warner’s head before pushing myself to stand and stomped away to wait for him at the door. He appeared a few minutes later with a black bag under his arm and triumph written all over his face. “I bought batteries and some lube. You know. Just in case.”

“Where in God’s name do you work to have the money to buy this stuff?”

“Um, I work at the bookstore down the road. And, I have some money saved up. Don’t worry about it.” He reached into his pocket and unwrapped a stick of gum, then pulled his sunglasses out of his shirt pocket and deposited them on his face. “You ready?”

For the first time, I wasn’t sure just what his question was referring to.

The ride to the school was quiet, and once I had retrieved my car, I was glad for the time alone. It was an odd relationship that Warner and I had to begin with. But the added level of intimacy was boggling my mind, and I was having a hard time understanding why I was so comfortable with him. And why I was so easily moved to do whatever he requested of me. It was like he had stolen my backbone and replaced it with wet panties.

Part of me knew that the guise of becoming a better writer was what was pressing me forward in the endeavor. But another part of me wanted the experiences that I had read about for so long. I did want to know what it felt like. All of it. And who better to show me than someone I’d known half my life?

Plus, he was sexy. And his mouth said words that made my toes tingle. Maybe I was a little attracted to him. Ah, hell. Who was I kidding? I was stoked that I was going to get to be all over that soon.

I rushed into my apartment and listened as he followed behind, closing the door and securing it with a final click of the lock. Excitement buzzed in my veins as I put my purse down and looked around for a place to stand while not looking too anxious.

Warner was cool as a cucumber, sailing by me and into my bedroom to deposit my new goodies onto my comforter. He pondered the selection and seemed to decide on the rabbit before grabbing the pack of batteries and heading off into my bathroom.
 

I listened as water from my sink started to run, then I walked over to peer in the doorway to see him washing off the unit with care and concentration I’d never seen before from him. When he was done, he turned and held it up for me to see.

“Gotta keep it clean.” He grinned at his own joke.

I fidgeted with the sleeves of my shirt, pulling them down and stretching them out as he dried the thing off and placed batteries inside. He gave it one quick click to ensure that it worked to his satisfaction. Then, with an almost demented glint in his eyes, he chuckled.

“Ready?”

“Huh? You want me to use that while you’re here? Watching? Um . . .” The prospect hadn’t even crossed my mind.

Letting his hand lower a bit, his seductive smile did me in. “Didn’t you want me to help you?”

Air left my lungs in a whoosh as I stared into his eyes. “Yes.” It came out in a squeak.

It looked like he was the cat who swallowed the canary. “Sounds good to me.”

Brushing by me, he cleared my bed of the remaining items and slipped his jacket off as well as his socks and shoes, placing them off in a corner as I did the same. When I was down to my T-shirt and jeans, I glanced his way.

He was propped on my bed, his back against the headboard, and the vibrator sitting on my bedside table. With a quirked brow, he lifted his hand and crooked his finger in a come - hither motion. My head swam, and my knees started to shake as I crossed the few feet to my bed and crawled up on my hands and knees to his feet.

“Come here,” he whispered.

And I followed his words, slinking up his legs and thighs to straddle his hips, hovering there as he looked in my eyes. He brushed a piece of hair away from my face and rested his fingers on my cheek. That slight movement sent my face forward toward his. Our foreheads rested against one another’s for a moment before I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My lips meet his. It was sweet, that first kiss. Slow and soft, with our tongues barely touching.

I settled onto his thighs and rested my hands on his shoulders as I became bolder. Letting my mouth open a little, I slid my lower lip between his and sighed as he sucked on it. All my senses were on high alert as I melted into him, all caught up in the moment.

It just felt so nice. Not just pleasant. Sweet and simple and lazy kisses that were making my insides turn to hot butter.

His hands were at my back, trailing through my hair and lower to skim my skin where my back was exposed. I shivered, and he smiled against my mouth, letting his fingers trail higher and underneath my shirt to play along my spine with soft touches. That time, I swear I moaned a little. He took it as encouragement, slowly teasing his tongue into my mouth until I opened to let it in and touch it with my own.

It all was so slow, and I didn’t even realize just how turned on he was getting until I shifted in his lap and was met with his hard length trapped between us. It was all the incentive I needed to press myself down on top of it and flex my hips to feel him slide against the seam of my jeans. His mouth fell open, and he exhaled, his eyes opening and boring into mine.

“You’re a good kisser, Dawn.”

“Yeah?” I started rocking forward on him again.

Both eyebrows raised on his forehead as he pulsed his hips into me. “Could you not tell?” My heart raced inside my chest as I kissed him again, feeling his hands drift to my sides and up my ribs to stop at the swell of my breasts. “Are you getting wet for me?” he whispered, and I gasped as he ground against me a little more, causing my eyes to close unexpectedly. I just nodded and bit my lip as he arched up into me with more force.

“Mmm, I bet you are.” He trailed kisses over my cheek and down to my neck as his hands finally moved inward on the descent, as he cupped my breasts. “Perfect tits. Amazing ass. Your lips taste so sweet, baby. I bet the rest of you is even sweeter.”

My head rolled back as he brought my shirt up. His face moved down while his fingers pulled the cups of my bra lower to expose my nipples to him. His mouth found them, and he breathed hot air onto my skin before pulling a nipple into his mouth to suck gentle and slow.

“Oh, God.” I palmed the back of his head.

“I know. Arms up.” I obeyed, and my shirt was pulled over my head right before he unfastened my bra, allowing my breasts to hover in his face. “Just amazing.” His lips wrapped around the other nipple, and he sucked harder on that one as we ground into one another with more force. “I can’t wait to be inside you, Dawn. Now that I’ve seen you? It’s gonna take every ounce of willpower not to.”

“You don’t have to wait.” I shook as my body began to shift in time with his.

“I do. You need me to wait.” He was breathing loudly.
 

“But I want it.”

“Me, too. But there are steps.” He nuzzled my breast once more before sucking a nipple into his mouth and making my legs twitch. I felt a shock wave hit me straight between my thighs, and I let out a sound that I’d never made before in my life.

There was a rush of expletives from Warner’s mouth, and he pushed forward to land me on my back. He started tugging at my jeans and yanked them off my thighs to throw them across the room. Next, he grappled with my underwear, and they landed on the lamp next to the bed. “That sound is so sexy.”

He took a moment to gaze down at me, naked beneath him, and I shuddered because he looked like he wanted to devour me. “I’m gonna taste you soon, Dawn. I’m going use my tongue and make you say my name. But today, I want to see you come.”

“Please.” I rubbed my calves along the outside of his thighs, desperate for what was going to happen next. I was shaking with anticipation and overwhelmed with sensation, unaware of the next thing to come out of my mouth. “Please, take off your clothes, too.” I don’t know why it felt more equal that way, but it did.

Maybe I was hoping he’d get too caught up in the moment and let us do it anyway.

He was hasty in disrobing, and I stared at him naked and hovering above me; it was the most surreal moment of my life to date. His lean frame was muscular beneath those clothes he wore, and I was enamored by the way his shoulder muscles flexed as his head tilted to look me over. My legs were open and wrapped around his and he licked his lips as his gaze fixated on my face. Without words, his hand reached for mine and he held my fingers up, folding them in until just my pointer and middle fingers remained extended.

I watched, breathless as he lowered them to my clit and ran them down farther, sliding me open. I was wet. Like, unfathomably wet, and the feel of it on my fingers was intense.

“Like that.” He shifted over me to stretch out and straddle my right thigh. His cock pressed against my bare skin, and I closed my eyes at the feel of it. Our hands were still together as he moved my fingers higher to run between my swollen lips, making my left leg fall open in the process. “Here, show me. Add more fingers when you need to.” His instructions were spurring me on.

His hand moved away, and I felt him settle onto the mattress as I worked my fingers faster. “Slow down.” He sighed in my ear. “Draw it out. Just feel it, baby.” My chest rose and fell in short spurts as I slowed down and added a third finger. “That is a beautiful sight.” He groaned a little letting his hand travel across my breast. “I think I could watch you play with your pussy all day, you know that? Now you can go faster, if you need it.”

Warm kisses were placed on my jaw as his hand worked over my nipples in a slow pattern. “Are you writing this in your head as you go?”

My eyes opened, and I turned my face to look at him. “Just kiss me, Warner.”

He obliged, his torso bending over me as our lips met. He cupped my chin in his hand, propping himself up with the other. The feel of him against me, my hand working over my clit faster and harder than I’d ever imagined I could touch myself overwhelmed me. His tongue in my mouth caused me to jerk a little and my legs began to close out of instinct.

“I don’t think so.” He reached down to stop my thighs from meeting.

In a blur of movement, he hovered over me, grabbing the vibrator and turning me on my side, pressing my back to his chest. Positioning my leg open and over his thigh, he nuzzled my ear and laid one soft kiss there. I was open and shaking as his hand reached between us. He rubbed his fingers into my wetness, over my heightened nerves, and then shifted to slide his fingers around and between my cheeks. “Don’t stop on my account.”

“Um.” I snapped out of my haze and started to turn, but he held me in place.

“Shh, I’m not going to do that right now. You’ll ask me to one day. But not today. Trust me.” His voice was seductive, and I relaxed in his arms as he slid his cock between my cheeks and then secured my leg over his thigh again, trapping it, and giving him friction to slide between us. “Are you ready?” he asked while his finger flipped the vibrator on.

I just nodded, squeezing my eyes shut as I felt his arm lower. The buzzing of the vibe caused my skin to prickle, and I braced myself for what was about to happen. But there was no way to be prepared. Being gentle, he placed the tip of it to my clit, and I bucked a little, feeling him slide behind me.

Overload. I was in overload and had barely been touched.

He skimmed again and circled my entrance, letting me acclimate to the new sensation. And then, with firm pressure, looking over my shoulder the entire time, he slid some of it inside. I gasped as it filled me a little at a time, my eyes trying to take in what was happening below. He moved it in and out a little, shifting it around and making my back bow outward as he teased.

“Oh my God,” I was whining as he pumped it in an inch and retracted. My hips were circling, angling for more as he worked it inside me a little further.