He grinned at me when I said, “I’m so damn glad you tumbled.”
“So am I.” When he kissed me, it was sweet and hot at the same time. Then he stood up and held his hand out to me as he said, “Let’s get back to the party. It’s the last chance to see our friends for a while. After that, you’re mine for the rest of the weekend.”
The party finally broke up around one a.m. We caught a ride with Phoenix, who was also driving Will, Lorenzo, and Harper back to their hotels. Gabriel sat on my lap, and Will leaned against us and said, “This is probably the last time I’ll see you guys before the wedding. You’re definitely coming, right?”
I assured him, “We wouldn’t miss it.”
We said our goodbyes when Phoenix pulled up in front of our building. There were lots of hugs and promises to keep in touch, and then Gabriel and I went up to the apartment hand-in-hand.
Alastair and Sawyer had taken off for a weekend getaway up the coast, and they’d left a note on the table beside the front door, letting us know where they’d be in case we needed to reach them. At the bottom of the note was a P.S. which said: There’s a surprise for both of you on the kitchen counter.
I said, “I wonder what Alastair baked this time.” He’d really been getting into it over the last week, and they kept giving us cakes and cookies and weird English puddings, probably so they didn’t eat it all themselves.
“Whatever it is, it can wait,” Gabriel said, as he slung my hand over his shoulder and used it to pull me down the hall. “Right now, all I want is you and me, naked in bed.” I really wasn’t going to argue with that.
When we reached the bedroom, I slipped off my shoes and said, “So, I did a little shopping after work today.”
“Did you get some more new clothes?”
“Not exactly.” I pulled a large, white shopping bag out of the closet and placed it on the bed. There was a sticker on the front of it that read ‘Little Shop of Sex Toys’, and I said, “Next time, I want you to come with me so we can pick out stuff together. But this time, I wanted to surprise you.”
He sat down on the bed and grinned as he said, “I like surprises.” Then he peered into the bag, and a burst of laughter slipped from him. “Well, damn. That really is a surprise.” He pulled a two-foot-long, hot pink, double-ended dildo out of the bag. It was bent into a U-shape, and he shot me a curious look.
“So, here’s the thing. You’re a bottom, and so am I. That’s just our reality. But all that really means is that we have to get a bit more creative when it comes to sex, as you yourself pointed out at one point.”
He looked amused as he pulled three more dildos in various sizes and shapes out of the bag and said, “I think we can get very creative with this stuff.”
Over the last few weeks, we’d been relying on oral sex and hand jobs to make each other feel good, but we were ready for more. I joined him on the bed and said, “Thanks for being patient with me while I’ve been building my confidence and figuring stuff out.”
“I’m glad we’ve been taking our time, and I’m really looking forward to seeing where we go from here.”
“Me too. I know we’ll keep trying different things and figuring out what works best for us.” I grinned and added, “Just imagine all that fun experimentation in our future.”
He grinned too and said, “I think it’s pretty great, actually. I feel like what we’re going to end up with will be uniquely us, completely different from what other couples do, but perfect for you and me.”
“It might be awkward at first though, so please bear with me. This is all so new.”
“It’s new for both of us,” he said. “It may take us a while to figure out how to make it work, but eventually it’ll become second nature.”
“You’re right.”
He smiled at me as he got up and said, “Let’s go get cleaned up, and then we can take these toys for a spin.”
I dove out of bed and ran ahead of him into the bathroom, which made him laugh. As we stripped, I said, “Just so you know, all those toys have been washed and loaded with batteries, and I made sure I knew what all of them did. There are good surprises, and then there’s ‘oh dear lord what the hell is happening right now’. I wanted to be prepared.”
When we stepped into the shower, he drew me into a passionate kiss. I soaped up my hands and ran them over his smooth, wet skin, and he cupped my ass and rocked his hips, rubbing his cock against mine. I whispered in his ear, “Turn around, Angel. Hands on the wall.”