You've Got Fail(38)

I stared down at the bright purple dildo with the lifelike head and shaft. At the tip, a small slit—also lifelike—oozed a little, hinting at the “lube” part of the name. “How does it work?”

“Really?” He met my eyes.

“Yeah. Let’s see it.” I pulled it out of the box and a note fell into Willis’s lap. I reached down for it, and brushed against his erection. Damn. That was more than a mouthful.

“What’s the note say?” His voice had dropped, the husky sound of it sending a shot of tension between my thighs.

I unfolded it. “Scarlet, have a good time. Review it, and you’ll get a thousand-dollar check from Jizzlywinks. PS: Go easy on Willis. He’s a good guy.” I knew even better than Elias what a good guy Willis was. Too good for me, but here I was on his lap anyway. I couldn’t help myself.

“A thousand bucks?” I turned the vibrator over in my hands and inspected the buttons on the realistic balls area of it.

“Yeah, but you don’t have to do it.” He spread his fingers wide on my hips, as if greedy to cover as much of me as possible. It felt so good to be here, to forget about my messed-up life for a few stolen moments with him. Could he feel the riotous beat of my heart? His dilated pupils and firm grip told me he did.

“I’m not the sort of gal who’ll turn down some easy cash.” I ran my fingers up the shaft, tracing a particularly prominent vein.

He licked his lips. “Do you have any idea what watching you handle that does to me?”

“I have an inkling.” I rolled my hips forward, brushing his cock with my pussy.

His fingertips dug into me as he pulled me closer.

“Hang on, Sparky.” I scooted back and put the dildo between us. “I’m here to work.”

Eyeing my lips, he said, “My tongue can do things that gadget couldn’t possibly imagine. And you can even write a review of it, if you want.”

Holy shit. A heat wave coursed through my veins, and my composure was on the verge of cracking. “Let’s just see what it has to offer, okay?”

“Fine,” he grumbled and ran his palms down to my bare thighs, pushing the dress up as he returned his hands to my hips. “Are those pink panties?”

“Concentrate, Sparky!” I clicked a small blue button between the balls and the toy began to vibrate. “That would feel nice, I bet.”

He rolled his eyes. “Are you done? You’re done.”

“Wait.” I clicked the green button next to the blue, and it vibrated even faster—far more powerful than the little bullet I had in my bedside table. “What sort of batteries does this thing have?” I felt along the balls until I found a larger button at the base. “What does this do?” It depressed farther than the other two, and an ooze of lube appeared at the tip, coating the plastic head and dribbling down the shaft.

“Okay, you tested it. Done.” He pulled my hips closer.

A red button at the base of the gadget caught my attention. “One more thing.”

I pressed it, and the head erupted in a violent squirt. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, but it was too late. The goo splashed in my face, my eyes stung, and I lost my grip on the SquickyLube.

“Whoa!” Willis jumped, but kept me seated in his lap.

I wiped my face, eyes still closed. “What the hell was that?”

He shifted, then pulled my hands away. Fabric pressed against my face, wiping the goo off, but my eyes still burned.

“Elias said the prior prototype had a kink. I think that must have been it. It sort of vibrated out of control and slung the lube everywhere. Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” I tried to open my eyes, but the sting intensified. “It burns my eyes.”

“Shit.” He scooped me into his arms.

I tried to grip his shirt, but met only smooth, warm skin. He must have used his shirt to wipe my eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to the bathroom so we can rinse your eyes out.” He set me on a counter and a faucet turned on next to me. “Keep them closed.”

“Not a problem.”

A cabinet opened and closed, and then a warm washcloth pressed against my right eye.

“I can do it.” I reached for him, but he batted my hands away.

“I got you.” He wiped my eyes and face, then wet the washcloth again and swiped it across my chest. “Do they still burn?”

I blinked them open, the sting subsiding. “No, they’re better.”

He peered into my eyes, and I realized how much more beautiful his irises were without his glasses.

“They’re kind of pink, but not bad. I’ve got some drops around here somewhere.”

“Thanks.” I swiped my hand across his nose, even though my vision was a little fuzzy. “You’ve got a little on you.”

He grinned. “Yep, that’s the first time any cock besides my own has come all over me.”

I laughed and blinked a few more times. A rattling noise caught my attention, and I leaned over to see what it was. The SquickyLube vibrated along Willis’s bedroom floor, the lifelike cock leaving a slick trail in its wake. It seemed to be coming for me. I leaned away and shivered.

Willis’s bathroom was small, but clean. I sat on a white marble vanity, and the floors were a slightly darker tile. The shower curtain was emblazoned with the Star Wars logo and read “Join the Rebellion.” Despite the sting in my eyes, I couldn’t help the smile that tickled along my lips. He was such a nerd.