Free Make Me Scream by P.J. Mellor Page B

aching nipples. “It shows up better with the light off. See the little darker red button by the base? Push it.”
    She did, and the button changed from red to green.
    “As it warms,” he explained, “the color changes from green to blue.”
    She ran her hand up and down the shiny length, trying to decide if she was imagining already feeling the phallus warm.
    A glance at Devon told her the dildo wasn’t the only thing hot in the apartment.

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    D evon watched Jamie stroke the vibrator and shifted position on the sofa cushion in an attempt to gain some distance. He really wanted to rip the stupid thing out of her hands and tell her to try the real thing.
    Well, not quite. What he really wanted to do was play with her and the vibrator until she was as hot for him as he was for her and then toss the appliance aside and show her what a real flesh-and-blood penis could do.
    He thought of his lackluster love life. Maybe she’d prefer the gigantic rubber penis to the real thing, come to think of it.
    After all, why would someone as hot as Jamie want anything to do with a geek like him?
    Then again, her nipples were practically poking holes through the top of her skimpy little dress. Maybe she found him at least marginally attractive.
    Hell, at this point, he’d be ridiculously grateful for a mercy fuck.
    “Devon?” Jamie’s words brought him back to the scene playing out on his couch. “Are you okay? If you’re tired, we don’t have to talk anymore. I can go on home so you can get some rest or work or…well, whatever you need to do.”
    “I enjoy the company. Working all day and most of the nights, you get to where you look forward to doing other things.”
    I want, I need, to do you . But, of course, he kept that thought to himself. But what if he had said it? What would she do? How would she react?
    His mind’s eye saw her eyes widen, heat suffuse her cheeks. She’d wiggle a little, obvious in her arousal. They might kiss, and she would rest her hand trustingly on his bulging fly, massaging his erection in time to the cadence of their tongues.
    Sometime during the kiss, she would unbutton her sexy little yellow dress, allowing her perfect breasts to escape, begging him to play with her nipples.
    Of course, he’d comply. It wouldn’t do to make a lady beg.
    He smiled, imagining taking the succulent morsel into his mouth, sucking greedily while he slid his hand beneath her skirt. She would be pantyless. And wet.
    She’d part her legs, inviting a closer inspection. But when he would slide to his knees before her, she’d say, “Wait. Use this.” And hand him the Red Hot and Ready model with the instant-heat feature.
    He’d watch while he pleasured her moist lips with the tip of the vibrator, feeling the warmth heat his palm, before he’d slide the bulbous tip into her cherry-red opening, making her gasp with the sensation. Carefully, oh, so carefully, he’d slip it deeper and deeper until—
    “Devon!” Jamie’s voice sliced through his fantasy, filleting the scene before his inner eye. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look kind of, well, odd. And you’re mumbling.” She narrowed her eyes and leaned closer, giving him a delightful view down the front of her gaping bodice. “You can tell me. You were thinking about your book, weren’t you?”
    Swallowing, he nodded. “Sorry about that.” He cleared his throat. “Now, where were we?”
    She hesitated. She should probably go, but the truth was she was so turned on by holding the rapidly warming vibrator, she would probably walk funny if she tried to get up. It had been so long since she’d had sex….
    Of course, sex with Fred had been, for the most part, unappealing. When you allow someone access to your body because you’re afraid to say no, the arousal isn’t there. She glanced at Devon. But Devon was different. He was nice, polite. Non-threatening.
    “What do you think about get-acquainted sex?” As soon as the words left her mouth, she