As aroused and eager as I am, I still watch his face closely for any hint of discomfort. We’ve done this before, but he doesn’t remember and I know that he doesn’t owe me anything just because some other version of him has given it to me before.
“Okay. Tell me if you don’t like it,” I tell him in a more serious tone, dropping the act for a moment. Leaning across him, I grab the lube and pause to wink at him. “But I have a pretty good feeling that you will.”
As I lube up the toy, I twist the base to turn it on and even at the lowest setting, the buzz of it still sounds so loud in the quiet room. A surge of lust sparks through me as I remember vividly what it felt like to have this toy and Oliver inside me at the same time. Oliver doesn’t even remember our time spent in different bodies, and I find myself wondering if that’s something that can happen twice.
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“Okay. Tell me if you don’t like it,” I tell him in a more serious tone, dropping the act for a moment. Leaning across him, I grab the lube and pause to wink at him. “But I have a pretty good feeling that you will.”
As I lube up the toy, I twist the base to turn it on and even at the lowest setting, the buzz of it still sounds so loud in the quiet room. A surge of lust sparks through me as I remember vividly what it felt like to have this toy and Oliver inside me at the same time. Oliver doesn’t even remember our time spent in different bodies, and I find myself wondering if that’s something that can happen twice.