An unusual poker game with his roommate has left Malik questioning his sexuality. Sensing his dilemma, Portia decides to introduce a little more to their sex life—a new toy, for starters. But her dirty talk takes it beyond that and Malik begins to wonder if maybe, just maybe, he’s not as straight as he thought he was…
Be Warned: sex toys, anal sex
“What’d you have in mind?”
“Well,” Portia said, drawing the word out past its prime. “I’m a little jealous.”
His heart skipped a beat. Ezra’s brilliant eyes accused him in memory.
Portia pushed the neck of his shirt to the side and trailed a finger across his collar bone. “You spent a whole night telling your roommate about us, and here I am, barely aware of your fantasies. We only talk about mine.”
Relief loosened his chest enough to breathe again. “Never crossed my mind.”
“Clearly.” She lowered her eyes and hands, sliding her palms beneath his shirt. The cool air contrasted the warmth of her touch in a way that made him shiver. “But I’d like to know. Doesn’t have to be anything you want to do. Even just things you want to talk about while you’re inside me.” The pads of her fingers brushed over his nipples until they hardened. “What can I say,” she added in a softer voice, raising her eyes to his, her words scorched with lust, “to make your cock so hard I can ride you for hours?”