Page 88 of Enticing Her Love

Flynn: Hey, Glamour Girl. Are you nice and limber?

Sutton: Oh yeah. I’m hot and sweaty, too. Too bad you’re not here to reap the benefits.

She pulled off her tank top and took a selfie in her sports bra, then sent it to him.

Flynn sent a flame and a devil emoji.

Flynn: I hope you practiced the pretzel pose, because I have ideas.

Sutton: They didn’t cover that one. I’ll have to ask my instructor about it.

Flynn: It takes finesse. I’ll give you a private lesson. I’m adept at other couple poses you might like.

Sutton: You’ve piqued my interest. Do tell.

Flynn: There’s the Balls Deep Braden. It’s similar to Downward Dog, with a twist.

She laughed, but her body heated up at the thought of it.

Sutton: I think I might like that one.

Flynn: Then there’s Thighs Wide Open. It’s especially good with one of my other favorite poses. Downward Tongue.

Heat swirled through her.

Sutton: Now you’ve got my attention.

Flynn: I think you’d enjoy the Happy Big Daddy. It’s similar to the Happy Baby but with more moving parts.

Sutton: Oh my. Yes, I can see myself enjoying that.

Flynn: Then there’s the Cat’s Meow, which pairs well with another favorite.

Flynn: Double Penetration.

Sutton’s eyes widened. She’d never done anything like that, but the thought of Flynn touching her where she’d never been touched before turned her on.

She sent a hot-faced emoji.

Sutton: Too bad you’re not here, or I’d show you one of my favorite poses, the Happy Ending. I guess I’ll have to see if one of my battery-operated boyfriends wants to join me in the shower.

Flynn: Open your door.

Sutton: Is that a back-door-pose reference?

A knock at her front door made her jump. She peered out the peephole and saw Flynn standing there in a hoodie, his jaw tight. The feral look in his eyes ignited flames beneath her skin. She opened the door and he charged in, clutching a bouquet of pink flowers and sending her heart into a wild flurry. “You brought me flow—” He dropped the flowers, taking her in a penetrating kiss, setting off an explosion of pent-up desire, and lifted her into his arms. She wound her arms around his neck. “Well, hello to you, too, beast. Where are you taking me?”

“We have a playdate with your little friend in the shower.” His voice was gruff and lustful. “Just point me in the right direction.”

She’d never used toys with a man before, and she was surprised that instead of embarrassment, heat seared through her at the prospect of playing with Flynn. She pointed to the stairs. He kicked the door shut, and as he carried her upstairs, she said, “How’d you get here so fast? Isn’t it risky for you to be here?”

“I was parked around the corner. I wanted to surprise you after yoga, and figured Andi wouldn’t see my car if it wasn’t in the neighborhood.” He carried her through the master bedroom toward the bathroom. “We were texting as I was walking here.”

Her heart swelled. “You thought of everything.”

He set her on her feet and took her face between his hands, his gaze a tortured mix of desire and something deeper. “All I wanted was to bring you flowers and hang out with you tonight. I didn’t have sex in mind, but Jesus. We text, and I turn into an animal, and then I see you, and…” He pushed one hand to the nape of her neck, his other hand sliding down to her bottom. “I can’t look at you without wanting to be closer.”

“I’m guilty of that, too, so if you’re afraid I’ll think you’re only in this for sex, don’t be.”