Temptation's Playground
“Please. I’ve been obsessed with my glass dildo lately. I get it ice-cold from the fridge, lie back, spread my legs wide and slide it in slow. The chill plus the pressure on my g-spot? Lethal. I don’t even touch my clit half the time and I still come screaming. Solo sex is elite. No awkward rhythm, no guessing games…just pure, selfish pleasure.”
They both turned to me, grinning expectantly. We were arranging stuff for me and Caleb's usual romantic night. He's finally home from his three day journey to his mom.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks, but I smiled anyway, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You two are ridiculous.”
“No dodging,” Jasmine sang. “Come on, Lena. When’s the last time y