Page 85 of On the Double

“I’m not ready to take my dick out of you yet,” he muttered, maneuvering me with his hand holding me where he wanted me. He laid me down beside him with his cock still pulsing in my ass. When he was settled behind me, he wrapped his leg around mine, forcing me to stay where he put me.

“What if I have to go to the bathroom?” I asked.

“Don’t fucking care,” he muttered. “My cock is staying in your ass the rest of the night.”

I wiggled slightly to get more comfortable, and his hand landed on my thigh, gripping me tightly. “If you don’t want another fucking right this minute, I would stop moving.”

I chuckled, but obeyed because he was right. I wasn’t ready for another fucking right now. Maybe in another two hours. My eyelids fluttered closed and I didn’t wake again until an hour and a half later when he woke me with his raging cock taking my ass again.

23

EDU

I studiedthe material in front of me, unsure of how to choose or distinguish which was the right one. They were all so...completely out of my frame of knowledge.

“What are we looking at?”

I jerked at the sound of Lock walking up behind me. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I was picking up something for Juliette. I saw you walk in.”

He stood beside me, staring at the infinite number of books. “So…you read romance?”

“Nope.”

“Then why are you staring at all these books?”

“Because…Harper likes…things. She told me there are things she wants to try…sexually.”

Lock looked like I had just told him the earth was square. “Uh…”

“I know. I asked her to tell me, but she said if I wanted to know, I had to do my research.”

“And this is your research,” he surmised.

“I guess.”

“But…how do you know which one to choose?”

“That’s why I’m standing here.”

He nodded, crossing his arms as he ran his thumb over his lip. “Well, there has to be a logical way to deduce what are the best sources of…sexual content.”

“Right. But I have no idea what that is.”

“Maybe a Google search.”

“Possibly. But what exactly do you type into the search?”

He shrugged. “Dirtiest things in romance novels?”

I pulled out my phone and typed it in, nearly choking when I found a forum talking about the dirtiest books. “Um…these are all talking about BDSM.”

He winced. “Do you think she’s into that?”

I thought about how I held my hand around her throat last night. She’d been turned on by it, but I hadn’t meant it to be BDSM. It just struck me to do it. “Maybe,” I croaked out.

“What if you ask someone?” Lock suggested.