Naturally Naughty - Leslie Kelly [64]
As he’d thought—his own sister had probably been a pretty large target. Not to mention Darren.
“So, can I assume this shop will satisfy your need for revenge? I mean, I don’t have to worry bodies are going to start flying out the upstairs windows over the Tea Room, right?”
She sidestepped the question. “Oh, look, the store’s not even revenge at all. It’s more…I don’t know…like the old song. They talked about us throughout our childhoods, well, now we’ll really give them something to talk about! And they’ll never forget the Tremaines.”
“What if you fail to fail?”
“Excuse me?”
“You know, what if the store’s a big fat success? What then?”
Her laughter echoed in the small alcove. “Not a chance. That’ll never happen.”
“You never know. Your store is a big hit in Chicago.”
“This is so not Chicago.” She bent, opening a box at her feet. “Can you see Mrs. McIntyre buying one of these?”
She pulled out what looked like a foot-long hot dog. Then he realized it was a dildo. “Now, there’s something you don’t see every day in Pleasantville,” he mused out loud, not at all shocked, as she’d obviously intended.
“Gee, ya think?” She giggled like a kid as she grabbed something else out of the box. “I’m thinking of these in the display case right by the cash register.”
He raised a brow. “Anal beads?”
Holding the strand of beads between her thumb and index finger, she swung them around, a wicked look in her eye. When he said nothing, she dropped them, reached back into the box and pulled out something else. He instantly knew what the black, rubbery circle was for.
The playful laughter faded as she caught the heat in his eyes. It was answered by her own aware expression.
His groin tightened as he imagined using the item during sex with Kate. The way she’d slide it down his dick, her cool hand holding his balls as she tightened the cock ring around him. Then climbing on top of him and riding him, letting the ring keep him engorged and rock-hard. Building the pressure until he’d have to grab her by the hips and thrust up into her until they both came together in one strong, fiery blast of sexual pleasure.
“Ever used one?” she finally asked.
He wondered if she’d be shocked by his reply, and decided to find out. “Yeah. Have you?”
Her lips parted as she sucked in a deep, shuddery breath. She obviously hadn’t expected that, hadn’t been prepared for him to answer with blatant honesty. Even from several feet away, he could see the goose bumps on her chest, and the sudden jut of her nipples against her tight blue T-shirt.
“No,” she finally answered. “I, uh…don’t try everything we sell in the store.”
His stare shifted to the huge dildo.
She shook her head slowly, as if dazed.
He reached over and picked up a pair of handcuffs from a pile on a nearby shelf. Remembering their conversation from yesterday, he asked, “What about these?”
She shook her head again.
“Just as well,” he murmured as he put them back. “They’ll chafe your pretty wrists when you thrash around on the bed.”
He wasn’t speaking in general terms. And felt sure she knew it. This wasn’t an if conversation—it was a when.
The inside of the store began to feel steamy hot.
“We do sell faux-fur-lined ones,” she admitted, her voice shaky and breathless.
Did she even know she’d issued him a blatant invitation? Of course she knew. This was Kate, after all.
“What have you tried?” he asked, unable to stop this sensual self-torture. “I know you’ve got your little finger vibrator. But what else can you personally recommend for your shoppers…based on your own experience?”
She hesitated.
“Come on, Kate,” he said as he stepped closer and dropped his voice to a whisper. “Show me your wares.”
He wondered if she’d leave, if she’d back away from the sultry atmosphere into which they’d once again fallen together.
He should have known better.
“There’s a nifty vibrating tongue…”
He groaned softly.
“It’s not wet enough, though,” she continued slowly, obviously knowing full well what she was doing to him. “Not like a real one. But powerful. It doesn’t get tired, doesn’t