Page 41 of Securing the Pucking Rebound
Calvin.
I squeeze my eyes closed as images from the day before come back to me.
While those noises previously used to drive me crazy, there’s something comforting in hearing them now.
Forcing myself to grab my cell, I open the top message thread, and I can’t help but laugh when I see the name.
Calvin King of the ice Keller.
Shaking my head, I vow to change that after I’ve sent this message.
Sienna: Shush, some of us are trying to sleep.
I lower my cell and wait.
And less than twenty seconds later, the noise stops.
A smile curls at my lips, and when I lift my cell again, I find that the dots are bouncing.
Excitement flutters in my belly as I wait.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Good morning. How are you feeling?
All the better for talking to you.
13
SIENNA
“Oh my fucking god,” I gasp the moment I walk into my bathroom.
My eyes go wide and my heart begins to race.
When I got up in the night to pee, I didn’t turn the light on.
But right now, with the sun streaming in through the open door to the bedroom, there’s no denying what I left on the counter beside the sink, only a few inches from the meds Calvin came and got for me last night.
My vibrator.
It’s…well, it’s pretty huge.
It’s the biggest of my collection, and…it’s hands down my favorite.
And it was right there to greet Calvin last night.
With a groan, I wrap my fingers around its impressive girth and march it back to where it belongs with its friends in my nightstand.
My cheeks are still burning a few minutes later when I stand in front of the sink with my toothbrush in hand.
I shouldn’t be embarrassed. It’s just a sex toy. Everyone has them. Everyone uses them.
Without a man in my life, I deserve the pleasure it provides me with.
It certainly brings me less bullshit than a man.
But…did I want Calvin Keller to see what I use to get myself off in the secrecy of my bedroom?
My face burns hotter as I remember that it isn’t just my vibrator that’s hit the spot recently; it’s come hand in hand with filthy images of him.
