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“Told you,” he murmurs, looking a little smug. “Now, do you want to be done for the day?”
“Nice try. Your turn now.”
He arches an eyebrow—a real one, which makes me jealous. “Which toy?”
Until now, I wasn’t sure if I’d do what Ava suggested, but because he played with the speeds, making me moan like a porn star, I decide to go for it. “Since we’re in retesting mode, I was thinking the squirrel.”
The hint of smugness disappears from his face, replaced with his usual indecipherable expression. He rummages somewhere and holds up the butt toy to the camera.
My sphincter nervously squeezes. It might have PTSD. “Yes, that.” Wait, was I trying to sound sultry? “Unless you want to officially chicken out?”
“Why would I chicken out?” he asks calmly. If he minds this, he hides it well.
“No reason. Tell me when you’re ready.”
As he lubes up the toy, I do my best to keep a poker face.
One of his hands disappears from my view, and I fight the urge to giggle.
I can’t believe he’s really doing it.
He’s putting—
He winces slightly. “Ready.”
Does he look hesitant? Do I care?
A professional wouldn’t care.
This is just testing, after all.
The familiar “P-spot stimulation” button appears on my side of the app. Feeling disproportionally naughty considering I’m just pressing my phone’s screen, I launch the squirrel.
He looks thoughtful as the toy looks for his prostate.
I hold my breath.
If there’s still a bug in his code, the toy might miss the prostate, and we’ll have another hospital visit on our hands.
Nope.
The screen informs me that the squirrel has reached the promised land that is Vlad’s prostate.
I clear my throat. “Last chance to back out.”
“I’m good.” The words don’t match his expression, but I take them at face value and jab the “On” button.
An intensity control panel shows up. Feeling merciful, I set the vibration to its minimal level.
His eyes widen.
Is that a good sign? I’ve never played with this stuff before, so it’s hard to tell.
Cautiously, I up the speed a smidge.
His breathing becomes ragged, and the veins on his neck pop out.
He’s enjoying it, right? Did we need a safe word for this?
