Size Matters by Stephanie Haefner Page B

grip on Bryn. “I’ll see you tomorrow at the shop.”
    “Okay. Go home and fuck Oliver’s brains out.” She stepped toward the van but had one last question for Mia. “Hey, what did you do about the text?”
    Mia giggled. “I channeled your sexual boldness and told him I wanted to devour his dick and fuck him raw.”
    “Nice. You better go. You shouldn’t keep a hard dick waiting.”
    Mia shook her head and laughed as she walked to her car. What Bryn wouldn’t give to have a man waiting at home for her, erect penis or not.

CHAPTER Eleven
    B RYN WOKE up panting, covered in sweat. Can women orgasm in their sleep? It sure as hell felt like she had. The moments before she woke flooded her conscious mind. A hard, tight body had covered hers, muscles rippling under her touch. His mouth had been on her breasts, tasting her, then moved to her neck, her ear, and finally her lips, ravaging her. Her tongue mingled with his as her hands raked over his skin once again, ass muscles under her palms, tensing with every thrust. I think I’ve been given a glimpse of heaven.
    If this is what the real Thor would be like, Bryn so needed to get on that. Now. But then her brain flashed her the rest of the dream. And it wasn’t Thor’s gorgeous face she stared into as she’d erupted in orgasm. It was Eli’s.
    What the hell? Bryn was trying to forget about Eli and move on. But there he was in her dreams, turning her on. So. Damn. Much. This was bad.
    Bryn hopped out of bed, determined to shake off the heat traveling through her body. A chilly shower did the trick, but it only cooled her down for a few minutes. The second she walked into the living room and remembered the way Eli had kissed her on that couch, she was right back to being all hot and bothered.
    She needed to occupy her mind, and hopefully get her vagina to stop being so needy. Especially for Eli. He was the last man her vagina should want.
    Bryn marched into the kids’ rooms and shook them out of bed. “Come on. We have things to do today.”
    “No. I wanna go back to sleep,” Jax grumbled as he pulled his comforter over his head.
    “Even if we’re going to buy supplies for your birthday party?”
    That got his attention. “Can I pick out whatever I want?” he mumbled from under his blanket.
    “Yep.”
    “Fine.” He threw the blankets off of him. “Let’s go.”
    She sat next to him. “I think you need to get changed and brush your teeth first.” Reaching for his knee, she started tickling him.
    “Mom! Stop!” He kicked around. “Tickling is for babies.”
    Bryn put her hands up in surrender. “Sorry. I didn’t know.”
    Jax stomped out of the room and Bryn heard the slam of the bathroom door. Geez.
    Bryn managed to get the kids out the door in a somewhat timely manner, and after stalking every aisle in the party store three times, Jax still hadn’t chosen a theme.
    “They’re all for little kids. Don’t they have anything cool here?”
    “What about the pirate theme? That’s cool.”
    The look he gave made her wonder if he was a teenager trapped in a kid’s body. She’d had that scowl perfected by the time she was fourteen.
    “Okay. How about Mardi Gras? Or Vegas?” She grabbed a package of paper plates that looked like casino chips. “That could be fun.”
    “That’s for old people.”
    Okay. First too young. Now too old. They walked down the aisle and back again, stopping to look at everything. Zach and Cammie had found a handheld pinball game, so at least they were busy and not in Bryn’s hair. Her eldest child was testing her patience enough.
    “I kinda like that,” Jax finally said, pointing at a cardboard cutout of a metallic silver electric guitar.
    “Yeah?” Bryn pulled it down, along with the other designs. “We can hang them on the wall and do a whole rock-and-roll theme. I can play all your favorite music. Musical chairs would be really fun.”
    “No games.”
    “Okay. What do you want to do then?”
    He looked at the