DIRTY, ROTTEN SEXCAPADES (Er0tica Collection)
The purple dildo slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a loud thud, where it continued to vibrate violently against the floor, skittering around like a caffeinated fish.
I froze, mortified beyond the capacity for speech. Before I could move, Nathaniel bent down to retrieve it. He stayed down there for way too long. From my angle, all I could see was the broad span of his shoulders and the way his trousers strained against his thighs. My mind, traitorous as ever, immediately filled with images of those thighs wrapped around my waist.
He stood up, the dildo finally silent in his grip. He had found the button and turned it off. He held it out to me, his fingers brushing mine as I took