The Dog Park Regular Remembered My Name, My Dog's, and My Divorce novel · Chapter 6 of 24
Chapter 6: The Bullet
I put the bullet in his hand in the half-light of his bedroom, and I couldn't look at him while I did it.
It was small and pink and the size of my thumb.
I had kept it in the back of my nightstand for six years under a box of tissues.
Boyd had never once asked what was in there.
"What's this?" Beau said.
"What do you think it is?"
He turned it over under the lamp on his dresser.
His thumb found the base and the little thing buzzed against his palm.
"Huh," he said, and I heard his voice change.
"It's mine. I want you to use it."
"On you?" he said.
"On me. With you. I don't want to do it myself and I don't want it to be a joke."
He set it down on the gray quilt carefully.
"Tara. Come here."
I went.
He took my face in both hands and kissed me, a long kiss with his tongue.
By the end of it my knees had gone soft.
"Thank you for trusting me with that," he said against my mouth.
"Don't be sweet. Take my clothes off."
He took my clothes off.
He did it slowly, a piece at a time, kissing each place as he uncovered it.
I stood in the lamplight with my arms at my sides and let him.
His own clothes went on the floor with mine.
Then he laid me on my back on the quilt and picked up the bullet, and I watched him switch it on.
He ran it over my collarbone first, light as a finger.
He brought it down to my nipple and held it there, and the buzz went into me in a thin bright line, and I arched.
"There?" he said.
"Yes."
"And there?"
He moved it to the other side and kissed my stomach.
He traced the vibrator down along my hip bone to the inside of my thigh, and never once where I wanted it.
"You're doing that on purpose."
"I'm learning you," he said.
"Learn faster."
"No," he said. "I think I'll learn you slow."
I had my fists in his quilt by the time he switched it off.
"Turn over," he said.
I turned.
Then he lay down on his side behind me and pulled me back against him, my back to his chest, his arm under my neck.
I felt all of him along the length of me, hard and warm against the small of my back.
"Spooning," I said.
"Spooning."
"I've never done it like this."
"Good," he said into my hair.
His free hand slid down my stomach.
He lifted my top knee and hooked it back over his hip.
I felt the head of his cock slide between my thighs and nudge against me from behind.
"Put the bullet in my hand," he said.
I reached back and found it on the quilt, and gave it to him over my shoulder.
"You set the speed," he said. "First. I want to know where you like it."
I thumbed the base until it hummed low.
His fingers closed over mine, and he brought it down, between my legs, and pressed it to my clit.
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