Bedding The Best Friend (Bedding the Bachelors, Book 4) Read Free Page B

with Ryan at the same time.
    Annie found her gaze drawn back to the dildo display. Despite her determination to move on from such things, she was suddenly overcome by an image of Ryan using one on her, starting above her shoulders and working his way down to her sweet spot.
    First, he’d tell her to get the toy nice and wet. She’d lick it from one end of the shaft to the other, making sure to roll her tongue across the head. Then she’d slip the dildo between her lips, taking it inch-by-inch, never taking her eyes off Ryan’s face as she increased the suction and let her tongue explore the toy’s length. He’d watch as her head bobbed up and down until he couldn’t take it anymore. Slowly, he’d pull the toy out of her mouth and slide it over her chin towards her chest. He’d circle her nipples with the toy’s damp tip, making her shiver with delight before he dragged the toy down her belly and toward the spot that throbbed from deep inside. He’d rub the toy against her, teasing her, and she’d be so wet that within seconds the toy would be coated with her—
    “Ready?” Paige asked as she walked up to her, her own white-handled bag in hand.
    Annie jerked and blinked rapidly, disoriented by how deeply she’d been daydreaming. Blushing, she flashed Paige a bright smile. “Definitely,” she said, her voice strained.
    Paige patted her on the shoulder and laughed. “You did good for your first time. Next time will be easier.”
    Next time? Yikes! She still hadn’t recovered from this time.
    As they walked outside toward Annie’s car, Paige handed her the bag. “Merry Christmas, Annie! I’m sure you’ll enjoy it when the time is right.”
    “Thanks, Paige.” Annie had already given Paige her gift earlier. “And thanks for coming with me today. It was an…experience.”
    Paige laughed. “Nothing like what you’re going to experience in Vegas. I want a full report, including how Ryan reacts when he finds out you popped your bad-girl cherry in such a dramatic way.”
    “He’s my friend. As long as I’m happy, he’ll be happy.” She tried to inject a note of confidence in her voice she wasn’t feeling.
    Paige knew her well enough to know her statement wasn’t completely true. “Oh, is that why you’re not telling him your plans before you go?”
    Annie bit her lip. “I just don’t want him to worry.” Or to try to stop her. Which he inevitably would, the way any sane man who thought of her as a little sister would try to stop her. God, if her dropping an extra twenty pounds had him worried, the knowledge of her flying to Sin City to fuck some stranger’s brains out would probably give him a coronary.
    “He wouldn’t worry if he was the one you were flexing your bad-girl muscles at instead of a stranger.”
    Never going to happen. Ryan had relegated her to the friend zone years ago. She remembered the exact day he’d made it crystal clear he’d never be interested in her as more than a friend. She’d gone over to his house to help him study for finals their junior year. Somehow they’d started talking about how Suzanne Miller and Peter Horace, two former best friends, had hooked up and then broken up, resulting in them hating each other throughout most of high school. Ryan had turned to her, ruffled her hair, and said, “Well, it’s a good thing we don’t have to worry about sexual chemistry. Let’s promise each other here and now, Annie, that we’ll never hook up and risk our friendship.”
    Somehow, despite feeling like he’d ripped her heart right out of her chest, she’d smiled weakly and given him the promise he’d wanted.
    One he’d repeated back to her.
    “Are you sure you want to do this, Annie?” Paige said, jolting her out of her thoughts. “Maybe you should wait until I can go with you. It’s not the safest thing, a woman going to Vegas by herself.”
    “You’ve done it,” she pointed out. “You transformed yourself into a confident woman who could do it. And