DISCLAIMER: Sadly, not ours.

A/N: Wow, ya'll really like it? Maybe we aren't as crazy as we thought! Hehe. Okay, from last week…the FAKE toy…was the Dr. Kink Tunnel Funnel. And while the alarm from chapter two was a figment of our imagination, we have managed to find a few things online that were awfully close…caffeine injection anyone?

A big thank you to shar0525 for this AWESOME review…we had no idea that we might actually be helping out the little guy! "So yeah after that you want to know where my sleep-deprived dumb ass mind went? I feel sorry for sex toy store owners and workers. They are talented in their own right. They provide a service. A valuable service. And I think the Internet has killed their business. That's sad really.

Maybe we - all those reading this story - should go to our local sex toy stores and buy something. Tell the people there that they're doing a great job.

I mean really. We all have sex in some fashion. We can all use something in the store right?

Wow. Maybe I should be a politician! Save American small business owners! Visit and purchase from the sex toy stores! Are these things made in America?

Ps...what ever happened to 'head shops'? (did I just date myself? How would my 24 year old self know about that?)"

Have we jabbered long enough? Yeah…we'll let you get to it…*whispers* panties optional…j/s.

Chapter 4

JPOV

"He really got me working up an appetite

He had tattoos up and down his arm

There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm

He's a one stop shop, makes my boxers drop

He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman

A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman, ooh, yeah"

"You seem to be in, like, a good mood this evening, sweetheart," Maggie laughed as I nearly burnt myself on the oil from the pan. Did she have to creep around her own house like she was Ms. Penelope?

I hoped to fucking God that she didn't hear me say the word 'boxers' in that song or I would never hear the fucking end of it.

"Jesus, woman, give a guy some warning," I chastised her as I started to plate up the food.

Did you notice that I didn't agree or disagree with her that I was happy?

I was very happy. Happier than I'd been in months in fact, and it had nothing to do with her, that was for sure.

The toy that Edward had given me was sensational. Okay, so it was far from the real thing, but so much better than nothing.

The real thing was hip popping and dick flopping in his shop to God knows what song this time.

I felt the slight swelling in my pants as I remembered seeing him that first day. He'd been in a pair of low ride sweats that hung on his hips, a black tee and a dressy black vest. It should have been a laughable outfit, but on him, it was sex personified.

Oh God, I really wanted him.

Desperately.

Not the time to get an erection, Jasper! I scolded myself as Maggie walked further into the kitchen and I angled my groin away from her line of sight.

The last thing I needed her to do was to try and jump me on the kitchen table.

"How come you're cooking, I thought we were, like, going over to your parent's place tonight?" she simpered as she sat at the table.

Please don't look at the cock, please don't look at the cock.

"Dad has a chest infection and has taken himself to bed," I muttered as I placed the plates on the table.

They weren't really my parents. They were my grandparents and were getting on in years. My real mom walked out on me when I was younger and I never knew my dad. I wasn't bitter about it though. Even if my 'parents' were.

"Oh no! Do you think, like, I should go over there with some, like, soup or something?" she asked with fake concern.

"Nah, mom's got it covered," I replied. I knew for a fact that if she went, I would have to go too and then I would be left with dad as the ladies spoke about the wedding that we hadn't even set a date for.

No thanks.

"So when are we, like, going back to see Edward?" she asked casually as we dug into our food. Does she really have to make smacking noises while she chews?

"Depends, how did you get on with that toy?" I asked, looking down at my plate so I wouldn't have to look at the partially macerated food on her tongue.

I might have accidentally on purpose made sure I got home late from work last night so she ended up calling me. She was begging to use it and wondered if I minded.

Not one iota.

I'd even suggested she use it while watching one of her new movies. I was secretly waiting for my chance to check them out as well. The lead looked an awful lot like Edward and I wouldn't mind the visual to jack off with. On second thought, I will hold off and get that Vampire flesh light thingy I'd seen when looking around the other day…it would make the experience that much more 'real' for me, I thought with a naughty smirk.

I still had the toy that Edward had placed in my pocket and had made sure I remembered to take it to work.

I was in my office most of yesterday and today and boy did I use it.

Without her knowing.

Even better, I got off to the vision of Edward, his piercings and the hints of ink that had peeked out from his collar to adorn his neck and trailed down his bicep from under his tight shirt to cover his entire arm in an ink sleeve.

With my office door locked and the lights turned off, I'd untucked my shirt after unzipping my pants. Pushing my shirt up my chest, so that it bunched under my chin, I'd eased my pants down and off. After a moment, I'd decided to lose the shirt as well and quickly removed it and laid it over my pants.

I'd dug the toy out of my briefcase along with the small bottle of lube. Squirting a big dollop of the lube into my hand, my dick was already hard when I gripped it and started stroking it, coating it thoroughly.

The moan that escaped me was louder than what I had expected so I jumped up and grabbed the belt from my pants to bite on and rapidly got comfortable again. Slouched down in my chair so that my ass hung slightly off the edge.

I propped my right foot up on my desk, smirking at my sock clad foot that briefly made me think of Tom Cruise. My thoughts immediately went back to Edward when I grabbed the ass in a can however.

His wild hair.

I lined the ass up over the dripping head of my dick with left hand and moved my lube coated right hand under my leg, so that my fingers were poised at my entrance.

His pouty red lips and vibrant green eyes.

In one motion, I pushed two fingers up my ass as I slid the toy down over my dick and pushed the buttons to start the "sucking" motion.

"FUCK!" I growled into the leather clamped tightly between my teeth.

His metal and ink.

I took a deep breath through my nose and withdrew and pushed down again. It didn't take long. Just a few magical minutes.

I came so hard I saw white lights in front of my eyes.

I couldn't wait to get back to that shop.

And to him.

I squirmed against my seat, enjoying the tenderness of my backside caused by the rough fingering I'd given it.

Her whiny voice quickly rectified the situation that was arising in my pants as I'd remembered this afternoon.

"I liked it, but I think I, like, need something with a bit more oomph, if you know what I mean," she smiled at me sweetly.

Were we really discussing this over dinner?

Oh well. I did bring it up.

"Well, how about I go in there at lunch tomorrow and you go in after work? We can choose something for each other and let it be a surprise," I internally cringed as I thought about what she might get me, but if I got there first, I could see Edward on my own and maybe get him to help her choose something that I might actually enjoy.

"That, like, actually sounds like a good idea. I bet Edward could, like, give you some ideas about what a woman likes, he seems to be quite a knowledgeable man," she replied wistfully.

If I cared, I would have gotten jealous, but I was pretty damn sure that Edward knew more about men's bodies than women's.

A man can dream.

~~~ain't nothin' but mammals~~~

I finally managed to get someone to cover for me the next day, so I had two hours for lunch and I dashed all the way over to his store.

As I walked in, I could hear him singing again like the first day and I followed his velvety voice as I scanned the store to see where he was.

Let's talk about sex, baby

Let's talk about you and me

Let's talk about all the good things

And the bad things that may be

I found him, juggling lube this time.

Damn, I could have stood there all day watching him.

His tight black tee was showing off his lick worthy tats, leaving me to wonder just how much more ink he had, and the tight black jeans showed off his entire lick worthy thigh muscles and ass.

You see where I'm going with this?

Every fucking part of him was lickable or fuckable.

"See something you like?" he voice flittered over to me and I had to drag my eyes away from his ass as he kept shimmying it.

"Oh yeah, I see something I definitely like. You won't catch me saying no in here," I chuckled.

"I was talking about in the store, but if you ditch the girl, I won't say no either," he smiled sexily at me, clicking his tongue bar against teeth.

I think I may have whimpered.

Just a little.

Oh hell…a lot.

A/N: We're whimpering…are you?