She kissed his forehead and scooted out of the chair to head for the bathroom. “I’ll pretend I’m doing this for you, but I’m really doing it for me.”
He was definitely going to make the effort worth her while. “And will you wear one of the sexy outfits I bought you?”
She came to a halt just outside the bathroom door and turned to stare at the disheveled pieces of lingerie on the bed. “Which one?”
“You choose.”
Would she go for the sweet white lace negligee or the more daring black leather corset? He planned to see what she looked like in each of the pieces by the end of their stay.
She scooped all five of the getups into both arms and carried them toward the bathroom. “I’ll try them on and see which one looks the least terrible on me.”
Least terrible? She was joking, right? “You’ll look hot as hell in all of them, I guarantee it.”
Her self-depreciating smile let him know she didn’t believe his words. Apparently he didn’t compliment her enough. He wondered how obnoxious he’d have to get in order for her to feel as attractive as he found her.
She entered the bathroom, and there was a series of thuds as a collection of somethings tipped over in succession.
“Logan! What in the world are all these things? There’s a rainbow of dicks in here!”
Ah. She’d found the sex toys.
Twenty-Three
Freshly shaven and surprisingly without massive blood loss, Toni slipped into the pink thong with a soft tuft of fur at the front. She’d just shaved her fur, so why would she want to wear synthetic pink fur on a pair of panties that disappeared up her ass crack? She slipped the matching babydoll over her head and pulled it over her breasts. She gaped at herself in the mirror. Her nipples were clearly visible through the gauzy material, and there was no hiding the size of her boobs.
A knock at the door made her jump.
“What’s taking you so long?” Logan asked. “I’m lonely out here.”
Her hands automatically flew upward to cover her breasts. “Just trying things on.”
“Can I see?”
Her gaze darted to the mirror. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to see.
“I’m not decent,” she said, lowering her hands, which were trembling uncontrollably.
“That’s the general idea,” he said and opened the door.
She wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, so she slapped them over her eyes. Because if she couldn’t see herself, surely he couldn’t see her either.
Logan produced a guttural purr that made Toni’s tiny panties demonstrate their complete lack of absorbency. “You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” he said.
“Don’t tease,” she said, still covering her eyes with both hands.
“Oh, I plan to do plenty of teasing,” he said.
Toni heard him moving around the bathroom, but couldn’t figure out what he was doing. She slowly lowered her hands to find him scooping up dozens of sex toys. He left the room with overflowing arms only to return a moment later empty-handed.
“What are you going to do to me?” she whispered, her belly fluttering with a combination of nerves and anticipation.
He took her hand and tugged her toward the bedroom. “Lamb, the question you should be asking is what aren’t you going to do to me?”
The first thing she noticed was that except for the stark-white fitted sheet, he’d stripped all the bedding from the bed. The second thing she saw was the pile of sex toys on a club chair he’d maneuvered to the bedside. The third was the belt lying on the mattress. She didn’t understand the thrill of excitement that streaked through her at the sight of the simple strap of black leather.
“What’s that for?” she asked as he tugged her ever closer to the bed by her wrist.
“The belt?”
She flushed and nodded, unable to meet his eyes.
“What do you think it’s for?” he asked.
She could think of a number of purposes it could be used for, but only one she wanted it used for.
Her eyes flicked up to his before she lowered them again. “To tie me down?”
He hooked a finger under her chin and forced her to look up at him. “That’s exactly what it’s for.” His thumb slowly traced her lower lip.
She had no way of knowing if tying her down had been his original intention or if he’d had other ideas for the belt or had just left it there by mistake, but she was glad he was agreeable to her suggestion.
“Lie down and let me look at you first.”
She wasn’t sure she liked that idea—he was sure to find every flaw of her imperfect flesh—but she couldn’t deny him anything when he stared at her with that hopeful expression. She stepped back and turned to the bed, placing both hands and a knee on the mattress so she could crawl to the center.
“Stop right there,” he said.
One foot still on the floor, she paused and peered over her shoulder at him.
“Take those panties off before you crawl up there.”
She lowered her foot to the floor and reached for the thin straps on her hips. She started to pull the garment off as she normally would, but decided he probably wanted a little show. She spread her legs and leaned forward, slowly tugging the strings over her rounded ass, stopping just short of exposing her newly shaved pussy to his riveted gaze.
“Are you sure you want them off?” she asked, her voice low in her attempt to be seductive. “They’re necessary to complete my outfit.”
“I’m sure.”
When she tugged the fabric free and cool air bathed her hot pussy, Logan sucked in a deep breath through his nose.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.”
“It feels so different now that it’s shaved.” She slid a hand over her smooth mound, her fingers gliding into her slit. Her panties were caught at the top of her thighs, and something about them being there keeping her legs from spreading farther apart, made her feel sexy. She stroked her outer lips in slow circles and then spread them to give Logan a peek at what was hidden between.
He groaned his approval of her sudden brazenness. The feeling of empowerment she got from his attention made her bold.
She closed her thighs slightly and pushed the panties down her legs until they dropped to the floor and she kicked them aside. She inexplicably wished she wore a pair of pink stilettoes. She doubted she’d be able to walk in them, but was sure they’d make her legs and ass look fantastic. But from the way Logan was staring, she decided her ass must look pretty good even without the aid of perception-bending shoes.