Katie got the email about once a week. An ad for an online store she shouldn't know about. And every time she clicked through, expertly navigating through the website to the item she shouldn't want to buy.
It wouldn't be the first thing she's purchased to keep things interesting in bed with Ned, but it would definitely be the kinkiest toy in the bottom drawer of her nightstand.
It would fit in perfectly with the vibrator, handcuffs, and different blindfolds.
"Katie?"
Ned caught her staring at her phone during dinner, despite being the one to have recently made a rule about not using phones at the table.
The sudden sound of her name startling her out of a fantasy she shouldn't be having. A pink flush of shame creeping up her cheeks as she meets her fiance's eyes. She hadn't shared this with him, this secret desire.
It felt too dirty. It felt too shameful. But they have always shared everything with each other, and he had never denied her.
So she extended her arm, meekly passing him the small device. He took it gingerly, a confused expression on his face sliding into surprise. Pinching and spreading his fingers on the screen to blow up the image. His plump lip caught between his teeth as he scrolled.
Her anxiety increased with every moment he doesn't say anything. Sinking into her chair as she twirled the spaghetti around her fork. She wanted to hide, trying to blend in with her chair as she sunk into it. She was mortified as a thousand thoughts spiral downward in her mind.
He definitely thought she was a slut.
"Oh good, you already had a discount code." He interrupted her cascade of worries, digging into his back pocket and pulling out his wallet for his credit card. "I thought we might have to wait till next payday, but we can swing this."
She watched him in stunned silence as he tapped the screen and spoiled her.
He always spoiled her.
Love swelled in her heart as he bobbed his head and gestured impatiently at the phone as if he could will the transaction through faster.
"Really?" She asked as he handed her phone back to her. "You don't think it's weird?"
"No. I can't wait to see what you're going to do with that," he said, smirking as he brought another forkful of spaghetti.
"Well, good thing we have two-day shipping then." She said, chuckling.
When it arrived, Katie could have sworn the delivery man knew what was inside the box. The casual "have a good evening, miss" sounded pointed and coy as she closed the door behind her. The parcel felt too heavy, and it jostled and bounces inside as she immediately ran up the stairs to their bedroom.
Ned was still at work, but that didn't mean she couldn't open the box, right?
Cutting the box and tearing through the packaging, she finally pulled the dildo out.
A monstrous thing, well, not really. It was only a few inches bigger than Ned when she really thought about it. He had even got her favorite colors. Shades of purple darkening down to a deep endless blue.
She examined it in the bathroom sink as she cleaned it. Feeling the ridges and textures. Testing the softness and rigidity. Details designed for her delight. Trepidation and curiosity mixed low in her belly as glided her finger over the wide blunted tip. All of those misogynistic myths casting shades of doubt, dampening that giddy fire sparking between her legs.
Then Ned's arms wrap around her, sliding beneath her breasts as he enveloped her from behind. Nuzzling into her hair and kissing her cheek, "Hi." He whispered. "Whatcha got there?"
"You're home early," she replied.
He looked at her through the mirror and shrugged. "I wanted to get home before the delivery guy, but I see you beat me to it." His green eyes were wide and mischievous as he glanced down to the toy in her hands, before reaching past her and seizing it around the base.
A fit of giggles broke out in her as he waved it around, wielding it like a weapon. Playfully bopping her on the cheek, sticking out his tongue and making pornographic noises. He always knew how to make her smile.
"Go wash up and relax, Katie." He swatted her ass with it, prodding her in the direction of the shower. "I'll take care of things out here."
She took her time, letting the heat of the shower settle the anxious anticipation fluttering in her stomach. She washed her hair and body, shaving just enough in a ritual methodical and meditative for her before getting out.
There's no need for anything other than the fluffy towel as she meandered into their bedroom. Finding Ned on their bed leaning back against the pillows. Balancing a tumbler of whiskey on his bare chest as he thumbs through his phone.
His comfortable lounge pants rode low on his hips. All their covers and blankets were bundled up on the chair in the corner. A small stack of folded towels resting on the nightstand, next to a bottle of lube, their new toy, and a familiar vibrator. All his plans laid bare. When it came to this, he always thought ahead.
He smiled and brightened when the mattress sunk next to him. He set down his phone and shifted to sit beside her.
"Are you cold, love?" He asked as he reached behind him for a glass of wine and handed it to her.
Taking a sip, she shook her head. "No," she said.
"Well then, we should get rid of that," he untucked the corner of the towel and let it fall to the side. An appreciative grunt streaming out his nose as he looked at her, his dark eyes lighting up with desire. "God, you're beautiful."
His lips traced over her shoulder, slowly climbing up her neck as his hands sliding up her thighs and over her stomach to her breasts.
"Finish the drink, Katie," he whispered in her ear before kissing underneath it.
The command was a compulsion she can't ignore. Not that she wanted to as she downed the rest of the wine and set the glass to the side. The pooling heat in her groin was untamable as she dutifully swallowed it all.
Then he crowded her space, crashing his mouth to hers and pulling her against him. His tongue invaded her mouth as he eased her down onto their bed, tangling his hand in her hair to keep her lips on his.
"Katie," he whispered her name as he fit himself between her legs.
His weight settled on top of her, establishing his dominance. She surrendered with a sigh, secure and safe in his care.
He had her. Just as she had him.
He began trailing kisses down her body, peppering her chest with tiny pecks before sucking a pink nipple into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around the stiff peak was all he needed to do and she let out a soft noise. He definitely paid homage to its twin. A sheen of his saliva, marked his path south as he spread her legs to wedge his shoulders between them.
The coarse hair of his stubble tickled her as he kissed along the insides of her thighs. Small sharp nips of his teeth sent shocks up her spine. A tentative lick along the seam of her core evoked a gasp. The anticipation made her jumpy and sensitive.
"Fuck," he groaned. "You're so wet already."
She curled her toes when he slid two fingers inside her, using his tongue in tandem.
"Ned..." his name came out as a soft cry and an easy warm glow washed over her.
She sunk into the sheets, stretching her limbs with the gentle release. A dreamy fog settling over her. It's nice but not enough. But it's not supposed to be. He was just warming her up, preparing her for the long night ahead. Teasing her just enough to make her salivate with an unspeakable hunger.
"Close your eyes," he whispered in her ear and she complied. A blindfold settled on her face a moment later and he lifted her head just enough so he can secure it. "Can you see?"
She shook her head in response and was rewarded with a short kiss. The strong taste of her own arousal was on his tongue.
Then she could hear him moving around after he pulled away. He gathered his supplies, raising her hips when he nudged the towel beneath her. The gravity of objects settling on the bed beside her. The squelch of lube, and cool gel smearing across her skin.
"Stay still, love," he whispered with a kiss when she jumped at the contact. He set something on her stomach and she recognized the shape. The toy laid on top her as if demonstrating how much space inside her it will occupy. The thought was thrilling and exciting.
Two fingers skid back into place inside her, scissoring her open before another sliding in alongside the others. His thumb circled her pearl with practiced familiarity. The fourth finger joined after a few moments and he rolled his wrist around, rotating the digits inside.
That fear bubbled up inside when he withdrew them.
"Ned," her voice squeaked.
"Yeah, Katie?" He replied.
Apprehension and appetite warred inside her and she was unsure of what she needed to say. Unsure of what she needed from him.
"I love you," she said and reached for him.
He took her hand, threading their fingers together. His thumb gliding over hers, her anxiety easing with each brush.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing her knuckles, "Just relax, okay?"
Ned steadily circled her with one hand as he worked the toy against her, grinding it across her. The dark space behind the blindfold heightening her awareness.
Her legs trembled with residual adrenaline, practically hissing when the head moved its way inside. He worked it inside her with slow swirls and steady pressure, each small thrust inching deeper inside her.
"Does that feel good, baby? Do you like that?" Adjusting his grip and deliberately dragging his mouth over her thighs, triggering a string of curses and a surge of wet.
"Fuck, yes," she managed to say in between any inaudible whispers.
"Mmm, can you hear that?" he murmured, plunging the dildo in and out of her once she was used to it.
She could hear it, the squish and squelch of the toy. The lewd sound of her body swallowing and spitting, mingling with her mewls of lust, and his heavy pants. "Can I take a video?" Something boyish and breathless tinging in his voice. "For me? Just for me...?"
Choking out her consent, she felt him scramble over the bed. A small electronic noise indicates he's recording as he poured more lube over her, making her jolt at the cool contact.
Behind the blindfold, he saw her through the small rectangle of his phone. Sawn and stretched around the shaft, bowing off the bed and crying out as his thumb moved against her center.
Her hands slid down her torso to circle the space between her hips as each roll of his wrist wound her higher. She began to shudder and spasm, seizing around the toy as an inhuman noise ripping out her lungs.
"More?" He asked.
"Yes," she begged, the sound desperate and demanding.
He overwhelmed her, suddenly flush against her. His erection hard against her hip as his mouth crashed into hers, his weight holding her down.
Her cries were silenced by the seal of his lips, her nails biting into his shoulder, clinging and anchoring to him as she tossed about. Frantic frenetic energy fizzling in her blood. Trembling and twitching in his embrace.
Drawing taut. Shrinking and compressing until there was nothing left but the tight ache in her belly. The blunt bulbous head pushing against it, teasing at the trigger until it fired. The shot of ecstasy burst through her, radiating out from her core as she rocked against the toy with the rush of release.
Gingerly pulling out the toy from her and smoothing his fingers through her folds, her arms wrapped around his neck. She clutched him as she caught her breath, inhaling his scent. The stars blurred and bright behind her eyes when he took off the blindfold.
She was still in his arms when she stitched herself back together. Her head rested against his chest, one arm wound around her, holding his phone. The other gripping his swollen, hard cock and quickly stroking up and down. A noise startled her. One that was otherworldly yet familiar.
Looking over, she saw her sprawled out on their sheets, her body contorted and arching. Her legs spread open and between them, his hand tugged and pulled at the dildo, covered in sticky tendrils of her release.
"This is my favorite part," he whispered, his voice wavering as he buried his nose into her hair and took a deep breath.
Her hand trailed over his inner thigh to reach his cock and take over for his own hand.
The last inch or so the toy disappeared inside her body, and a high whine followed in the video. Hand with nails painted the same color as hers appeared in the frame and polished the space between her hips. The camera tilting upward and her face appearing on the screen. Her mouth open and chest heaving, eyes still covered with the silk blindfold.
"Oh fuck, Katie," Ned groaned and let his head fall back against the headboard, licking his lips and breathing heavily as her hand moved quickly against him.
"Keep watching," she demanded, slinking down his body and taking him in her mouth.
He was cursing again when she swirled her tongue around him, hearing him fumble with the phone. That inhuman noise followed shortly by her squeal of delight. Rewinding and repeating. Twice more before he came. His own moan matching hers as his seed landed on her tongue.
Snuggling back into his arms, she picked up the toy from where it sat, forgotten on a corner of the bed. Running her fingers over the ridges and bumps before setting it on the nightstand to be cleaned when they felt like getting up.
"Still like mine?" he asked, in a tone that indicated he's mostly joking.
"Always," she answered, nuzzling up against him. "Lots of other people have this thing, but yours is all mine." She reached up to kiss him. "And I wouldn't trade you for anything, you know that."
"I do," he smiled against her lips.