She turned toward the bed.
“Come on, Kell. What’s hiding in those sheets?”
Oh, fuck it. He wasn’t going anywhere until she told him. “An oral sex simulator, one—possibly two—vibrators, and a dildo.”
Colm burst out laughing. “Jesus. I’m really getting to you, aren’t I?”
“Hate to burst your bubble, but Chris Hemsworth is my go-to.”
Colm wrapped his arms around her from behind, placing one of those right-on-the-erogenous-zone kisses to the nape of her neck, and she melted. “You can call me Thor later.”
“Go home.” There was no heat behind her words, and God help her if he called her bluff.
“Nope. You and I are going on a treasure hunt.”
She considered repeating her request that he leave with a little more gusto, then mentally kicked her own ass.
Was she seriously going to turn down a night with Colm, a bed, and an array of sex toys?
Fuck no.
Colm stepped around her and threw back the duvet, laughing. “Wow. You might be the woman of my dreams.”
“Might be?” she asked, pretending to be offended. She pointed to the bed. “That’s hot and you know it.”
He reached for her G-spot vibrator, waving it in front of her. “This looks like it has potential. And what is an oral sex stimulator?”
“The name doesn’t say it all? Meet Ora.” She reached for her Ora, handing it to him. Then she crossed her fingers to form a hashtag. “Hashtag who needs men?” she joked.
He studied it, then turned it on. His eyes widening. “Nice. But I’m going to make you eat those words. Grab the other vibrator and the dildo and follow me.”
Colm led her to the bathroom, shaking his head as he washed off her vibrators. “You should take better care of your toys.”
Kelli watched him, struggling not to laugh at the outright absurdity of the situation. Was she seriously standing in her bathroom in her bra as Colm washed her vibrators and…
He held up the dildo he’d taken from her and blew out a long breath. “Couldn’t find a bigger one?” The question was pure sarcasm.
“Sunnie gave it to me as a gag gift for my birthday a couple years ago. I whip it out every now and then because I like a challenge.”
He studied it for a second longer, then pitched it to the corner. “Yeah well, tonight the only big hammer coming to bed with us is the one in my pants.”
“Intimidated?”
He ignored her as he scooped up the vibrators and her Ora and they returned to her room.
“Take off your clothes.”
“So demanding,” she murmured, even as she unhooked her bra and slid it off. She stripped off her jeans and panties. Once she was naked, she gestured toward him. “Your turn.”
He dropped the toys on the bed, then tugged off the shirt she’d already unbuttoned, his jeans going next.
“Still going commando, huh?”
“Worked late a few days this week. Missed laundry day. Lay down on the bed. You’re going to give me a toy demonstration.”
Kelli climbed onto her bed, shaking her head. “If I wanted to play with my toys, you wouldn’t be here.”
He picked up the oral sex simulator, then crawled onto the bed, pressing her to her back and caging her beneath him.
Kelli wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her for a kiss. She was becoming somewhat addicted to Colm’s kisses. He held his weight on his elbows as he kissed her senseless. The man really took his time with her lips, stroking them with his tongue, giving her playful nips. He didn’t rush them along to the next part, like most of the men in her past.
She’d never met a guy who considered kissing serious foreplay. Not like Colm did. She ran her hands through his hair, then stroked his beard. She hadn’t dated many men with facial hair, either, and she liked the extra sensation it provided.
She giggled softly when he slowly broke the kiss, his lips trailing over her cheek.
“Something funny?” he murmured, drifting to her ear, sucking on the lobe for a second before moving down to her neck.
“Your beard tickles,” she whispered.
“I’d shave it off, but I’ve been told I can’t pull off the beardless look as well as Paddy. Something to do with my mouth.”
She laughed breathlessly for a second before the sound turned to a gasp. Colm was currently putting that mouth to very good use, licking her nipple.
“God. So good.” She tried to hold his face to her breast, but Colm clearly had a different plan. He kept moving south, until he knelt between her outstretched thighs.
Her eyes had drifted closed, but they flew open when she heard a buzzing sound just a second before Colm held the Ora against her clit.
“Oh my God!” Her hips lifted of their own accord, trying to seek out more stimulation. Colm had quickly bypassed the slower speeds, going straight for the kill. She’d treated herself to the expensive toy last Christmas, deciding she wanted higher-tech, better orgasms. The cheap toys just weren’t cutting it anymore.
Colm was wielding the thing like a professional, driving her to the edge of a climax in less than a minute.
Just before she could catch it, though, he turned the toy off.
“No. Wait!” She tried to pull it back to herself, but Colm tossed it to the foot of the bed, out of her reach. “Dammit, Colm.”
He lowered his head, his breath hot on her sensitive, very wet pussy. He didn’t say a word as he ran his tongue along her slit.
“Fuck,” she breathed, her body trembling as he sucked her clit in his mouth roughly. Mercifully, Colm was smart enough to grip her hips before his attack, otherwise she might have hurt him with her wild gyrations.
He sucked harder, then wiggled his tongue against her clit.
“Who taught you that?” she
