“Is it something you’d be into?”

This time he rolls to the side. I glance down at his massive hard-on with the glistening tip. I don’t think he actually needs to answer my question.

He caresses my lip with his thumb. “Not if you’d only be doing it because you think it’s something I want. I just thought you brought it with you for a purpose. But if it wasn’t intentional, I can forget it even exists.”

I snort. “Like hell you can.”

“Okay, maybe not, but if you decide you never want it to come out of the package, that’s cool.”

I trace a line on his tattooed arm. “And if I decide I do?”

“That’s cool, too.”

“Have you ever…” I drop my gaze from his, focusing on the landscape decorating his arm instead. Randy’s had a lot of sex with a lot of different partners. Before me.

“Does it matter?”

“No. I guess not.”

Randy scoots closer until his nose touches the end of mine. Then he backs off and puts his finger under my chin. “Look at me, Lily.”

I lift my eyes to meet his.

“How do I feel about you?”

“You love me,” I whisper.

His smile is soft, warm. “That’s exactly right. I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. Do you know what that means?”

“That you love me a lot?”

He chuckles. “It means the sex we have is different, because it’s more. You get what I mean?”

I nod.

He presses a gentle kiss to my lips. “So whatever you want from me, I’ll give you, but only because it’s what you want, not because you think it’s what I want. Okay?”

“Okay.”

I ease my body against his, bringing our mouths together. I hook my leg over his hip, feeling the hot, hard press of his cock against my stomach. We kiss like that for a few minutes, soft and easy, hot tongues dancing.

“Randy?”

“Yeah, baby.” He skims my side with a light finger.

“Let’s pretend like I meant to surprise you.”

8

AREA 51 BREACH

RANDY

There are moments in life a person never forgets, good and bad. My first goal, nearly having my dick decapitated, being drafted to the NHL, winning the Stanley Cup, and telling Lily I loved her for the first time all fit into this category.

The first time your girlfriend tells you she wants to let you near her ass also earns a special place in the memory bank of Holy Fuck.

Until I found the plug in her bag, I’d assumed—with the way those girls talk about Area 51 and its access-denied status—that it was forever a no-go. Her reaction when I first showed it to her seemed to confirm this. I’m also aware that I’ve got more going on in the dick department than the majority of guys, so unless Lily is secretly an anal porn star, I’m not getting access.

Except now I am. Maybe not with my cock, but this is a step in that direction. A small, pink step with a jeweled end. It’s gonna look fantastic peeking out of her ass.

I’m so fucking excited, I think my dick is going to explode.

I cup her cheek—the one on her face. “Are you sure?” I have to ask. This isn’t like a new sex position. This is way more awesome, and it requires a hell of a lot more trust—or a chick who’s been down the anal road a lot. Since the latter isn’t a reality, the former is where my concern lies.

“Yes. Totally.”

I kiss her again, aware she has to be nervous. I want this to be a good experience for her. I don’t have to ask if it’s something she’s done before; based on her reactions thus far, this is unexplored territory. That I get to do this first with her makes it a really big fucking deal.

“I’m gonna make this so good for you, luscious.”

“You always make me feel good.” The tremor in her voice gives away both her excitement and her trepidation.

We make out for a while, and I keep one hand on her ass, just kneading. She’s rubbing herself on my cock, the satiny fabric of her bikini bottom the only thing in the way. She’s trying to get off, but without a seam, I don’t think she’ll have much success. Which is good. I need her excited and at the edge. She makes a plaintive noise, fingernails digging into my skin.

I break the kiss. “Let’s get you naked.”

“Best idea ever.”

She starts to roll onto her back, but I turn her the other way so she’s on her stomach instead. I pull the ties on her top and the strings on the bottoms. Then I start with the teasing. I kiss a path down her spine. When I get to her ass, I start biting, massaging, caressing. I slip my fingers between her legs and circle her clit, then quickly withdraw them.

“Randy,” she moans, lifting her ass off the mattress.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I wanna come.”

“Is that right?”

She groans and tries to slide her hand under her body so she can give herself what I won’t yet.

I straddle her legs in one quick move and grab both of her hands. She moans again and bucks underneath me, like she’s trying to get me off of her. Threading my fingers through hers, I stretch out, keeping her legs tight together by planting a knee on either side of her thighs. This time there’s no bathing suit to prevent me from sliding my cock along her ass.

Her fingers tighten around mine. “Oh, fuck.”

“That’s the plan. Eventually.” I claim her mouth. Every stroke of my tongue and roll of my hips is meant to remind her what she doesn’t have yet, and wants.

I break the kiss and sit back on my knees, easing one between her thighs now. She immediately tries to wiggle her way down the bed so she can rub up on it. I give her ass a light slap, and she gasps, looking over her shoulder.

“Just wait for it, baby. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Grabbing a couple of pillows, I slip an arm under her waist and prop her up. Then I get the small bottle of lube designed specifically for this scenario and pour a thin stream along the cleft of her ass. That gets me another groan.

With the tip of the plug, I stroke from her clit to her ass. I’m rewarded with a gasping breath and a shift of her hips. I make slow circles, easing the tip inside, watching carefully for signs of discomfort or uncertainty. There aren’t any. When it’s evidently not enough, she lifts her hips, so I go a little deeper with the plug. Lily sucks in a sharp breath.