“As if anything’s going to keep him out?” I responded.
Chloe opened the door and Sully stepped inside. Dressed once again, his shirt was untucked and his feet were bare. With his dark hair mussed and whiskers on his jaw, he looked rugged and very handsome.
When he saw me in the tub, his eyes narrowed and heated. From his height, he could see all of me. I might have been a virgin the night before, but I knew that look. “I came to check on you.”
“Chloe and I were just chatting.”
“What’s that?” he asked, pointing to the plug in Chloe’s hand.
Her eyes widened and looked to me, slightly panicked. I appreciated her worries for me, for what we’d talked about had been in confidence. Now our conversation was secret no longer.
“It’s… it’s an ass plug,” she murmured.
“Is it yours?” he asked.
Chloe shook her head, but didn’t give him the funny look she’d given me when I asked the same question. She seemed a little afraid of Sully, or at least of Shooter Sullivan. “No, it’s from the carpenter’s delivery box.”
“Ah, good. Excellent timing then. May I have it?”
After a quick glance at me, she handed it over. It seemed so small in Sully’s big hand, but I could only imagine it fitting inside me.
“All done?” he asked me.
I nodded, for the water was getting cold and the room crowded.
Looking about, he took a bath sheet from a hook on the wall and came over to me. I stood, water dripping. It was strange being naked with him, but after last night, it was silly to be embarrassed. Sully offered me a hand and I stepped out, then wrapped the sheet about me.
As he did, he said, “Parker is awake and we should leave before it becomes too late. But first, we will shave your pussy. Now that we have this gift from Chloe, we will begin your ass training, too.”
My mouth fell open as I held the snuggly sheet about me. “I beg your pardon?” I asked. He said shaved?
He went to a glass-fronted cabinet and opened the door, found some shaving supplies, then turned about.
“Shave?” I squeaked.
I glanced at Chloe, who only bit her lower lip. “I’ll… um, I’ll leave you two, or three—” she giggled again, “—alone for now, and say goodbye later.”
She slipped from the door and I was alone with Sully.
“Shave?” I repeated.
His hands were full with a straight razor, a short strap of leather to sharpen it and a shaving cup, an ivory-handled brush sticking out the top. Plus the plug. Oh my.
“Yes, we’re going to shave your pussy bare.”
I frowned. “But why?”
He went to the door, opened it, peeked out into the hall then glanced back at me. He had a dark glint to his eye and the corner of his mouth tipped up. “Because I want to eat that sweet pussy and I want it nice and smooth.”
“Eat?”
“Come. Parker is waiting. After your shave, we can acquaint your tight little ass with this very nice plug.”
“I don’t want to be shaved,” I admitted. “And that… that plug won’t fit inside of me.”
He took my elbow and tugged me down the hall and into our room. He used his hip to close the door behind him.
Parker sat on the side of the bed and was pulling on a boot. He took in the sight of me in just a bath sheet.