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with amused intrigue.
    “It was in the bachelorette gift bag, among other things.” He picks up the bag and climbs on top of me, resuming his straddling position.
    “Let’s have a look at what else we have in here, shall we?” He takes out the penis straw and a whistle, and shakes his head in amusement as he places them on the bed beside us. I stifle a laugh when I see one of his eyebrows rise before he pulls out the balls.
    “Anal balls?” He laughs with disbelief.
    “No. Ben Wa balls.”
    “Ben Wa balls?” I squirm slightly as his pupils widen and I have to press my thighs together to help ease the pounding I feel against my panties.
    “Yep … Ben Wa balls,” I repeat, biting on my bottom lip as I continue to squirm, heat bubbling through me from head to toe. His amused mouth twists into a smirk as he places them on the bed. Then he takes out the bullet. I have to cross my legs when I see his eyes darken and twitch, as he looks down at it still in its plastic packaging. His hooded eyes return to mine.
    “Well this looks interesting,” he says cocking his eyebrow. His look of intrigue has the inside of my panties dampening just that little bit more.
    “Did you know?” I begin with my smile widening; remembering the little tidbit Jo told us all earlier on. “If you test a vibrator at the tip of your nose, it’s supposed to give off the same sensitive vibes as it would against your …” I struggle to finish my sentence off as Ashton’s hooded eyes bore into mine making me lose the ability to speak. I gulp heavily as my eyes follow his hands as they begin to rip the packaging apart. Once free from its confined plastic packaging, Ashton takes out the vibrator and a flush covers every inch of my body when the sound of a soft vibration echoes around the room. Holy crap … he wants to use it on me?
    “I’m pretty certain using it on your nose wouldn’t give you the overall satisfaction that it would if I used it on that pretty pussy of yours.” My breathing quickens as the sound of his burly voice talking dirty almost brings me to my knees—if it weren’t for the fact that I was already lying down.
    He brings the vibrating device towards my face, and the power of the vibrations make my back arch off the bed as he gently trails it over my lips, down my neck, against the heavy swell of my bra-covered breast. Then he slowly caresses it over my other breast before dragging it along my stomach until he comes to a stop at the edge of my panties, clicking it off. He gives me a devilish grin as he leans down until his mouth is a mere inch from mine. A shiver erupts along the ridge of my spine at the impact of his warm breath over my parted lips.
    “Would you like me to keep going?”
    My eyes flutter and the euphoria burning through my veins is what has me nodding. It isn’t the vibrator that has me panting and squirming with anticipation, it’s the possibility of the things Ashton can do with it. We’ve never needed the added extras of sex toys to enhance our sex life, but right now I’m definitely a little excited at the prospect.
    Never taking my eyes away from his, I feel the tiny little bullet trace over my panties until he stops directly over my already throbbing clit. He takes his bottom lip into his mouth, his stare penetrating into me, and without a warning the vibrations suddenly come to life, prompting me to buck and thrash against the bed. I release a noise that is a cross between a shriek and a moan, and after only a second I’m delirious with pleasure. Pulling the vibrator away, he flicks his tongue over my bottom lip, a husky chuckle escaping his lips.
    “Fuck, that was hot,” he whispers, his eyes dark with elicit passion.
    I lean forward to capture his lips against mine when suddenly my head slams back into the pillow as he presses the vibrator against my clit, harder and deeper, provoking a gasping moan to whimper from me, my clit throbbing at the intensity. My fingers curl into the bed

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