She’d stood in her living room mere minutes ago and fantasized about using sex toys with Zach. While she fantasy was exciting, she couldn’t be so bold with a man she barely knew. She had no problem with toys—loved them, in fact—but not with a man she hadn’t known six hours ago. “Do you have something against using toys, Jade?” “No, of course not.” He touched her chest with one fingertip, drawing small circles on her skin. “Then what’s the problem?” “There isn’t…” She stopped and swallowed. She couldn’t possibly think straight with him touching her like that. His finger dipped into her cleavage. “There isn’t what?” Zach continued his exploration with that lone finger, slipping it inside her bra and playing with a nipple. Jade’s breathing grew uneven. “What?” “You said ‘there isn’t’. There isn’t what?” She arched her back to bring her nipple closer to his stroking. “I don’t know.” He leaned toward her. “Do you like me touching you?”
