Page 53 of The Quirky Vet

I rack my brain. Let's see, let's see. He said he's been having his own thoughts as well.

What it might be like to taste you.

My cock thickens, and I blurt out, "Have you ever thought about trying anal?"

Smooth, Muir. Smooth.

"I've been trying to guess what you've been thinking about," he says around a low chuckle. "Now I have my answer."

I shrug a shoulder. "I was just replaying our earlier conversation. The one where we said we'd be open to trying stuff. And I remembered you saying…"

A sharp rock wedges itself into the base of my throat.

"That I wanted to explore your body and taste you?"

I nod. "Yep. That part."

"And so naturally you then wondered whether I was into anal?"

"Naturally," I say, slowly letting out a breath, relieved he's finding the right level of lightness I need for this convo.

"I'll be honest. It's not something that really appeals to me. Uh, the taking, I mean. Not the giving. I'm pretty vanilla."

I shoot him a quick glance. "Says the guy who everyone couldn't stop staring at today. Even the unicorn goat did a double take."

He smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "Just giving folks what they expect from me."

Fitz plays the role of the out there, larger-than-life quirky vet so convincingly that it feels completely natural. It's easy to forget the toll I know being so out there takes on him. He has so many other layers beneath all the glitter and glitz.

"Would that be a problem?" He shifts in his seat. "Hypothetically speaking, of course, if I only wanted to do…"

"Me?" I finish for him.

"Well, yeah."

I think about it for a moment. In all my solo play time with the dildo, I've only ever been focused on getting better at taking it. Just the thought of having something inside me gets me hard. I've never really considered being the one to give it.

"I don't know. But I don't think so. I haven't thought much about topping."

"Ah, that's the word I was looking for."

I smile. "There's a whole new vocabulary to learn, isn't there?"

He smiles back. "There really is."

We spend the rest of the drive talking nonstop, reliving the best moments from the day and discussing everyone we came across. By the time we pull up at his place, I'm relaxed.

And horny.

I cut the engine and notice Fitz checking out my bulge. "Is that what I think it is?"

I grin. "Yes. I stuffed one of Mrs. Mangle's pies into my crotch to have for dinner later."

His eyes meet mine. "I hope you shoved one in there for me."

I can't help but laugh. "You're an idiot."

"A well-established fact."