Truth Or Dare by Lori Foster

you.”
    Again, Becky found herself being led by him. He drew her to the back of the store toward another isolated room. Along the way, Becky looked around at all the amazing contraptions. One particular item caught her interest and she turned her head to stare.
    Beside her, George paused. With his dark gaze on her face, he said, “It’s for female pleasure. Most of the stuff in here is geared for women.”
    “Really?”
    At her surprise, George narrowed his eyes. “It’s not always as easy for a woman to climax as it is for a man.”
    He spoke so casually that Becky blinked, still looking at the small contraption and trying to figure it out. There were so many things in the shop that seemed to require an instruction manual. “I see.”
    “Do you?” When she didn’t answer, he expounded on his explanations. “Just having a man inside a woman doesn’t always do it for her. She needs to be touched other ways, other places.”
    Becky opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She tilted her head, studying the ridiculous device, but still it didn’t quite make sense how it would work.
    George made an impatient sound. “You can’t be that naive.”
    Becky turned to stare up at him.
    He ran a hand over his head, further mussing his hair. Then, to her horror, he snatched up the device and held it in front of her. “See this opening? It fits over a man’s cock. When he rides a woman, this part right here strokes her where she’s most sensitive. Because it vibrates, if he goes deep inside and just holds still, it’ll work too.”
    Becky was floored by this outpouring of sexualinstruction. George didn’t seem the least bit shy about discussing things with her. It was astonishing and embarrassing and very educational.
    She wasn’t sure if she should thank him or not.
    When she remained silent, he frowned. “Becky, do you understand?”
    “Yes, I think so.”
    “You think so?”
    Her curiosity overrode her shyness. “Have you ever …? You know.”
    “What?” He waved the thing under her nose, then tossed it back on the shelf. “Worn one of those? No way. I don’t need them.” He looked at her mouth and his dark eyes glittered. “Any man worth his salt knows how to make a woman come without all these gizmos.”
    Ohmigosh, ohmigosh.
Becky gulped. Would he illustrate that for her, too? She sort of hoped so.
    His gaze moved down her body, to her lap. “Remember the guy in the video? There are better ways to ensure a woman’s satisfaction.”
    There it was, his explanation and that look that felt like a physical touch, given with his blatant suggestion that he enjoyed kissing a woman …
there,
and Becky’s knees went weak. She caught the shelf for support, refusing to crumble in front of him, even over the idea of oral sex.
    Trying to sound as cavalier as George, she changed the subject. “It was designed by a doctor.”
    He smiled. “Yeah.”
    “Wouldn’t you think most doctors had medical emergencies or something to occupy their time?”
    This time George laughed outright. “Amazing.”
    “What’s amazing?”
    He didn’t explain, he just took her hand andfinished leading her to the other room. Becky looked around in awe. Velvet-lined handcuffs, dark blindfolds, satin ropes and restraints of every style and extreme decorated the walls, some even hanging from the ceiling. “Oh my.”
    George crossed his arms over his chest. “Did you bring your charge card?”
    “No.” She didn’t want any legal documentation from her trip here. “But I brought plenty of cash.”
    Looking very pleased, George said, “Then allow me to guide you through a few purchases. And, Becky?”
    “Hmm?”
    “When we’re through, we’ll set a date to get together.”
    Becky whipped around to face him. “A date?”
    “Oh yeah.” He touched her cheek and tucked her hair behind her ear. “You see, Becky, we’re of a similar mind. And I think we’ll get along real well, don’t you?”

Chapter Two
    George watched that