“Want a tour?” He desperately wanted to get him up to his bedroom. He wanted to strip him out of that Western-cut suit, find out if he was a boxers or briefs man. He was curious if those pecs were as muscled as he suspected, if the abs were six-packed. He longed to….

“Why did you really bring me here?”

Surprised, he stood quietly for several long seconds, debating how to answer. Then he decided actions might just be better than words at the moment. If he had the nerve. Yes! Yes, you do.

He moved directly in front of him, watched the man’s nostrils flare, and his eyes widen. But the cowboy didn’t step back, and he didn’t look ready to send a fist into his face. Nerves tangling in his stomach, he put his hands around Cordell’s neck and leaned closer.

The big man tensed, but still didn’t tell him to back off. He didn’t say a word, just stood there looking wary, but determined. Clearly curious. Cautious, too.

Unable to resist any longer, he slanted his mouth over the tempting lips. Fire seared him. Need. Desperation.

Cordell stiffened even more, and he was pretty sure his cowboy had never done this before. He appeared uncomfortable, and his heart pounded so hard he could feel it. Yet he didn’t pull away.

Not wanting to frighten the man off, he gently slid his tongue along the crease of those lips until, finally, they opened. He had to have more, but he had to go slowly.

Surprising him again, he felt Cordell put his arms around his waist, pushing under his suit coat, pulling him closer. God, yes!

Heat raged through him, and he felt the warmth of the body pressed against his. Their hearts thudded, chest against chest. Then the man shuddered even as they tangled tongues.

The quiet opening of the drawer on Daniel’s nightstand captured his focus. Damn! In a panic, he hurried over, knowing there was a selection of intimate toys inside and unsure how she would feel about finding them. Why couldn’t she have opened his nightstand drawer on the other side of the bed? All his held were condoms, lubricants, and massage oils.

His face flamed as he blurted out, “I don’t think—”

“Oh my!” She lifted out two of their most used toys, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You guys must have a good time together.”

“Yes, but….” Talk about uncomfortable! A hell of a turn on, too. Just seeing her small hands holding the items made his heart race. He’d no doubt think about this whenever he and Daniel dug into the drawer again.

He started to reach for the toys, but she grinned and pulled them close…right next to her breasts. An action that made his raging erection grow even more.
She held out their newest purchase, one his lover had used on him last week. Sitting the smaller one down beside her, she admired the black, anatomically-designed, five-inch-long tool. Her fingers danced over the vinyl stimulator as she studied it. “And this is? It’s too short for a dildo.”

To prove her point, she picked up the ten-inch Bad Boy dildo she’d set down and held them side by side. She cocked her head and waited for his answer.

He fought the urge to rip them from her hands and toss them back into the drawer. But she looked interested, not judgmental. Sighing in resignation, he said, “The black one is a plug.”

“That means?” She appeared thoughtful and admitted, “I’ve read about dildos, so I sort of understand them. I’ve even been thinking about getting one.” Her cheeks turned pink.