[She so would, too. It would be the best hunt ever. Better than eggs any day. Well, except for that pink, vibrating one. She was kind of attached to that one.]

[She sighed softly and twisted under the feel of that toy moving on her skin. Gasped as it teased her nipples. Her back arched up into it. Then she settled back against the bed when Sam moved it lower, her breath coming in short and panting as it traced over sensitive skin.]