throw herself at you and then realizing you must get it all the time did something to me. It’s like it flipped a switch. I wanted to know all about Sketch. Sketch is so different from the Devin I first met.”
I move in when her hands fist in my shirt. “He is.” I lean in and kiss her neck. “But there’s no reason that Nina can’t grow with Sketch. There’s no reason at all she can’t take a walk on the wild side and get her nipples pierced—if that’s what she so chooses.”
She’s thinking about it, I can tell she is. “What was it you told me earlier? I can get nipple clamps?” She speaks to me, not with her face buried in my chest, but she’s not looking me in the eyes either.
“Yeah, babe, if you want to try it, let’s do it with those first. I don’t want to cause you the pain of the piercing if you decide it’s not what you want.”
She tilts her head back, looking at me. “What do you think about when you’re piercing those women? When you’re giving them tattoos and you’re looking at private parts of them. Do they turn you on? I’ve always wondered, but I’ve never asked.”
I wonder how to answer this question and decide that since we’re trying honesty, it’s probably the best policy. “More so when I was younger, not so much now. It’s almost kind of like being at a strip club though. It’s all look and no touch. Most of the time I’m able to keep it professional; sometimes I can’t help the way my body reacts. It kind of is what it is.”
For a few moments I wonder if I’ve done the right thing, because Nina looks as if I just struck her across the face. Then she blinks and clears her eyes of the cloudiness that had built there. “Thank you for being honest with me. I know that wasn’t easy, and I know that after everything that’s gone on between us, I may not deserve it.”
“We both agreed we’d give this a shot, and that’s what I plan on doing.”
She leans up and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down so that she can kiss me. The kiss is more than I expected, I can feel the emotion in it. It’s not the hard, hot, and fast we’ve enjoyed the past few days. It’s the slow, leisurely. It’s the knowing that we have time. She pulls away; reaching up to wipe my bottom lip of what I assume is the remnants of her lip stick.
“If I were to say I wanted you to help me pick out those nipple clamps,” she gazes at me from under her dark lashes, “what would you say?”
I groan, pulling her into me. “I’d say let’s get on that, stat.”
“Then let’s go.”
Chapter Sixteen
SKETCH
W e’re in my favorite adult toy store. I’ve never been here with Nina before. This was always something I did on my own; although I can’t say I never asked her to come with me. I did, earlier in our marriage, especially earlier in our relationship before we were married. Every time I would ask her, she would shake her head and tell me she wasn’t interested. Eventually I didn’t ask her anymore. Which is why it’s got me hard as a rock now that I’m here with her looking through all this debauchery.
“What you want is over there.” I bend down to speak softly into her ear. There are people around, and I know this isn’t easy for her. Her eyes follow where I’m pointing to, and then she grabs my hand and pulls me in that direction.
“How did you know where they were?” she asks as we stand in front of a large display of various brands, types, and sizes.
I grab her around the waist and force her to stand in front of me, leaning down again so that I’m talking only to her. “Let’s just say you wearing nothing but those is one of my favorite and oldest fantasies.”
Her breath picks up, and I feel her hands reach back to my thighs, curling around them as she lets her head fall forward. “You can’t tell me that kind of stuff in here, Sketch.”
I laugh loudly and open my mouth to speak to her again when I hear my name. I glance over, seeing a
I move in when her hands fist in my shirt. “He is.” I lean in and kiss her neck. “But there’s no reason that Nina can’t grow with Sketch. There’s no reason at all she can’t take a walk on the wild side and get her nipples pierced—if that’s what she so chooses.”
She’s thinking about it, I can tell she is. “What was it you told me earlier? I can get nipple clamps?” She speaks to me, not with her face buried in my chest, but she’s not looking me in the eyes either.
“Yeah, babe, if you want to try it, let’s do it with those first. I don’t want to cause you the pain of the piercing if you decide it’s not what you want.”
She tilts her head back, looking at me. “What do you think about when you’re piercing those women? When you’re giving them tattoos and you’re looking at private parts of them. Do they turn you on? I’ve always wondered, but I’ve never asked.”
I wonder how to answer this question and decide that since we’re trying honesty, it’s probably the best policy. “More so when I was younger, not so much now. It’s almost kind of like being at a strip club though. It’s all look and no touch. Most of the time I’m able to keep it professional; sometimes I can’t help the way my body reacts. It kind of is what it is.”
For a few moments I wonder if I’ve done the right thing, because Nina looks as if I just struck her across the face. Then she blinks and clears her eyes of the cloudiness that had built there. “Thank you for being honest with me. I know that wasn’t easy, and I know that after everything that’s gone on between us, I may not deserve it.”
“We both agreed we’d give this a shot, and that’s what I plan on doing.”
She leans up and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down so that she can kiss me. The kiss is more than I expected, I can feel the emotion in it. It’s not the hard, hot, and fast we’ve enjoyed the past few days. It’s the slow, leisurely. It’s the knowing that we have time. She pulls away; reaching up to wipe my bottom lip of what I assume is the remnants of her lip stick.
“If I were to say I wanted you to help me pick out those nipple clamps,” she gazes at me from under her dark lashes, “what would you say?”
I groan, pulling her into me. “I’d say let’s get on that, stat.”
“Then let’s go.”
Chapter Sixteen
SKETCH
W e’re in my favorite adult toy store. I’ve never been here with Nina before. This was always something I did on my own; although I can’t say I never asked her to come with me. I did, earlier in our marriage, especially earlier in our relationship before we were married. Every time I would ask her, she would shake her head and tell me she wasn’t interested. Eventually I didn’t ask her anymore. Which is why it’s got me hard as a rock now that I’m here with her looking through all this debauchery.
“What you want is over there.” I bend down to speak softly into her ear. There are people around, and I know this isn’t easy for her. Her eyes follow where I’m pointing to, and then she grabs my hand and pulls me in that direction.
“How did you know where they were?” she asks as we stand in front of a large display of various brands, types, and sizes.
I grab her around the waist and force her to stand in front of me, leaning down again so that I’m talking only to her. “Let’s just say you wearing nothing but those is one of my favorite and oldest fantasies.”
Her breath picks up, and I feel her hands reach back to my thighs, curling around them as she lets her head fall forward. “You can’t tell me that kind of stuff in here, Sketch.”
I laugh loudly and open my mouth to speak to her again when I hear my name. I glance over, seeing a
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