Take Me To Bed: Bedtime Quickies Collection

He clears his throat, dragging his attention away from my boobs and grins at me. “I’m Ben.”

I narrow my eyes at him, wondering for a brief moment if he has sustained a head injury since the last time I saw him. I’m about to ask him just this when he cuts me off.

“I can see that you’re really busy, but I was wondering if you could add me to your to-do list?”

His eyes glint with humor and my jaw drops slightly.

“What are—”

“I’m new to the area, so I was wondering if you could give me directions to your apartment?”

I just stare at him, confusion written all over my face and he holds up a placating hand.

“I can see you’re a bit unsure, what if I told you my lips are like Skittles? You wanna taste the rainbow?” He waggles his eyebrows at me suggestively and it finally clicks into place.

“Are you—Are you trying to pick me up?” I hiss, looking over my shoulder. “In a dollar store?”

He shrugs his shoulders innocently. “All I know is that I saw you. and I thought to myself, I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together.”

A moment of silence hangs between us, and I wonder if he has always been this ridiculous, but, of course I know the answer already.

Well, if he wants to play, I’m more than happy to beat him at his own game.

“Sorry, baby cakes, you’ll have to do better than that.” And, with a flip of my hair, I turn and walk out of the shop, knowing his eyes are glued to my ass and feeling pretty damn good about it.

3

Ben

Her ass sways as she walks away.

Walks. Away.

A damn-near growl vibrates low in my chest when I realize I’ve stood here like a dick and just watched her go.

Coming to my senses when I notice a teenage boy grinning at me across the aisle, I rush past him to the exit, but when I look out into the crowd, she’s nowhere to be seen.

Pulling out my phone, I quickly type out a message to her, promising retribution for taking off. My cock twitches at the thought of her punishment, but an old lady rushing by who smells strongly of cigarette smoke and onions puts a swift end to that.

Sighing, I step back out into the bustling crowd, only to notice a display of giant teddy bears holding big red hearts is just up ahead to my right and I turn in that direction.

I scan the signs and grimace when I see that the bears are fifty dollars, but I know the reaction they’ll get so I reluctantly grab two and make my way to the cash register. They’re being rung up when my phone goes off and I snatch it up out of my pocket, not even trying to control the grin on my face.

Skye: Promises, promises, Benjamin. ??

I hand over my credit card to the cashier and type out a quick reply.

Ben: It’s a guarantee, squeak. When I get you alone, my palm is going to heat up that pretty ass of yours and my mouth is going to drive you to the brink of insanity.

Skye: Hey, Ben?

Ben: Yeah?

Skye: You have to find me first.

Oh, she wants to play? Game on, pretty girl.

Twenty minutes later, the bears have been stuffed into the back of my car and I am stalking through the mall trying to figure out where Skye might be.