His Naughty Lessons
Chapter 87: Take Your Naughty Pick

Chapter 87: Take Your Naughty Pick

** Harper **

That overture with too-pretty-to-be-used dildos helped Harper settle into the right mindset for their shopping adventure. By the time she finished browsing the glass cabinet and moved on to the organizer displaying the more "practical" toys, her cheeks had cooled off, and she was actually able to meet Eli’s eyes again as they wandered through the maze.

"So this is what they meant by ’a lot more varieties’," she marveled in another wave of awe while they passed rows and rows of products. They came in every shape and material indeed, ranging from simple solid constructions to ten-speed motor patterns. Having only seen such things in browser ads before, she picked one up curiously, rubbing a thumb over its hot pink surface. The silicone felt surprisingly soft and squishy to the touch.

"That’s a rabbit you’re looking at," Eli chimed in. "It’s a classic." Then, as if remembering something, the corner of his lips lifted. "Or maybe you’ve already read about it during your research last night?"

An electric shock zipped through Harper, and it had nothing to do with the vibrator she was holding. True, she did dedicate a fair portion of her time last night to look into various devices like the one in her hand ... and all the rave reviews were the reason that prompted her to send that embarrassing text of "I don’t even own a vibrator". But even as she read through all the high-tech features of the bestsellers on the market, she kept getting distracted by one thought — were these toys really as good as they claimed to be? Could they really compare to the kind of pleasure that the man of her dreams could give her with his body instead?

She bit her lips as she met Eli’s gaze. Somewhat unsurprisingly, after the initial thrill of seeing such a large collection of dildos and vibrators for the first time had started to dwindle, she realized it was still him that tempted her more than anything else. And that thought chased away the last thread of her self-consciousness, replacing it with a wicked mood that matched the hint of teasing slyness in his eyes.

"Reading about it is quite different from trying though." She placed the rabbit back into its display spot. "Maybe you should show me how to use it someday?"

Her stomach tickled in giddy satisfaction when those blue eyes immediately darkened.

"Or maybe you should show me some of the other products instead ... such as those ones over there." Encouraged by his reaction, she added a meaningful nod toward the other end of the toy aisle. "I can’t fully appreciate how those work without a proper demonstration, you see."

Eli followed her gaze toward ... the male sex toys she was looking at, and when his eyes focused on the all too human-flesh-looking product images printed on the packaging ...

Harper laughed out loud at the strangled groan of horror escaping his throat.

"That is not what you were proposing to get for me on our way here," he stated. More of a wounded declaration than a question.

Harper reveled in that moment of evil glee and decided to push her luck. "Well, if that’s not your type, then how about these?" She crossed the room, stopping in front of the ceiling-height lingerie shelves, and pointed at a pile of jockstraps.

Not that she could truly imagine Eli wearing one of those. But if that suggestion could earn her a look on his face as if he’d die from mortification right on the spot ...

He did not disappoint. "... Harper, I regret to inform you that you have unbelievably bad taste in fashion." It took him a long while before he could manage to grind out the words.

Harper chuckled. Darn, who knew that teasing him back at a sex shop could be so much fun? She should really do this more often.

"Then what kind of fashion would you rather prefer?" She stowed away her triumphant grin and continued to scan the shelves. "This?" She studied a suspender jock that was nothing more than a pair of shoulder belts attached to a tube shaped pouch. "Or this?" Her eyes darted up to a mesh brief that was absolutely see-through. "Or—"

"This." Eli cut her off, standing in front of a piece fitted over a mannequin under a spotlight. "If you get to enjoy yourself mentally dressing me up in all that ridiculousness, then at least I should be allowed to make the game fair by getting this one for you in return."

Harper looked up at the mannequin. Oh.

What greeted her eyes was a black lingerie set that ... well, barely covered anything more than those jockstraps. Delicate halter straps wrapped around the neck, turning into thin laces as the fabric stretched down the chest, and a large slit ran through the center of each breast piece, exposing all the important bits beneath. The laces curved around the stomach gracefully before coming back together below the waist, and then ... another wide opening sat centered at the crotch, trimmed in dark red fringes that invited and begged like hungry lips.

"... You’re not getting that for me," Harper said almost reflexively.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes. Trust my sense of fashion, I bet you look absolutely divine in it."

Harper’s heart skipped a beat.

The idea was crazy. A cupless and crotchless lingerie? She would never, ever, ever think of herself as the kind of girl to wear such a thing. But at the same time, the thought of looking sexy and beautiful in a naughty garment like this was ... kind of thrilling, and it sent a pulse of warmth straight down to her core.

Not to mention the look she could imagine on Eli’s face when he sees her wearing it ...

Would it be worth a leap of faith?

"But of course, I’m open to any comparable alternatives." Eli flashed her a wicked grin. "And you know I can always save you the trouble of choosing by buying out this entire room instead ... Or the next room, if you’d rather prefer."

... This guy just couldn’t lose in a game of teasing, could he? "What’s in the next room?" Harper asked, half curious and half cautious, as her eyes landed on the loosely drawn scarlet curtains to their left. The entrance to a whole new section of the store that they were yet to explore.

"Remember what we actually came here for?" Eli gave her a significant look and reached over, pulling the curtain open.

For the second time of the day, Harper’s jaw hit the floor.