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“Where’d you put them?”

“Simon.”

“I know you didn’t throw them out.” I tip her chin up. “Where.”

She won’t look at me in the eye. Cheeks already pink. “We don’t need them.”

“We do.” I kiss her jaw, slow, and let her feel how hard I am against her stomach. “Tell me where they are.”

“Bottom drawer,” she mutters. “Under my jeans.”

She follows me down the hall to our bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed like she’s in trouble as I go through her drawers.

I find a bag buried underneath her jeans, and empty its contents onto the bed. A vibrator—slim, pink, the kind with a curved tip. The dildo from that one night, thick, still smaller than me, with a suction cup on the base. And a small metal plug with a pink jewel on the end.

I hold the plug up.

She covers her face. “Put it back.”

“This is new.”

“I tried it. A couple times. By myself.” Her voice is muffled in her hands. The ring flashes when she shifts. “I wasn’t going to—I just wanted to see what it felt like.”

“Did you like it?”

Silence. Then a tiny nod.

“Words.”

“Yes.” Barely there. “I liked it.”

I set the plug on the nightstand where she can see it. “Can I use it on you?”

Another second of silence, then an even smaller nod.

“Blaire.”

She drops her hands. Face on fire. “Yes. You can use it on me.”

“Thank you, my sweet love.”

I strip her slowly. Underwear last, and she’s already wet enough that they stick. I watch the string of slick that follows as I slide them off. She tries to cover herself. I catch her wrists and put them on the bed beside her hips.

“Leave them there.”

She mumbles something under her breath, but complies.

I get the lube from her nightstand before kneeling between her legs. I spread her with my thumbs and look, admiring before she tries to stop me again. I blow on her clit just to watch her jerk.

I turn the vibrator on low, press it directly against her clit, and hold her hip down when she tries to squirm away. I rub gently in slow circles, gradually increasing the pressure until her thighs start to shake. She grabs the sheet instead of covering her mouth, and the sound she makes goes straight to my cock.

“That’s it. Almost there.” I whisper, kissing and nipping the inside of her thigh.

I keep the vibrator on her clit with one hand while sliding two fingers from the other into her. She takes them easy, clenching when I curl. I turn up the vibe on her clit and fuck her with my hand until she’s dripping down my wrist, until her hips are rolling and she’s swearing under her breath.

“More,” she whimpers

“Ask properly,” I growl.