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“How was your day?” he asks.

Too focused on what’s going on inside my vagina, I don’t answer. Part of me wants to squirm away from the sensations, but there’s nowhere to go because the damn thing is inside me.

“Let’s try this setting,” he muses aloud, picking up the controller.

The low, constant vibrations turn into waves that come and go. I don’t like the roller coaster effect as much.

“Or this one.”

The vibrations turn into sharp bursts. I grip the leather seat as well as the arm rest on the door.

“You didn’t say how your day was,” Darren says.

I don’t remember what I did today, so I murmur, “Fine.”

“Just ‘fine?’”

I don’t really want to talk anymore. I want to get over the awkwardness of feeling like my body’s a tuning fork.

Darren lets it be and drives in silence. I let out a breath. Now that I’m getting adjusted, the arousal starts to build.

“Ready to take it up notch?” he asks.

Before I can answer “no,” the vibrations increase. I tighten my grip on the car and manage to glare at him.

He smirks. “Rhetorical question.”

Although my body wants to writhe like crazy, I remain as still as possible so I don’t get any surprise sensations.

“Oh my God,” I whisper.

My whole lower body is engulfed, and even my clit feels like it’s vibrating.

“Can I come?” I ask.

“Please.”

“Please?”

He turns off the vibrator. “Yes.”

I search for enough pieces of my arousal to put together an orgasm, but I can’t. “You turned it off,” I explain.

“Yeah. Try to come anyway.”

I’ve heard that some women can come just with their thoughts, but I don’t think I’m one of those lucky few. My body is definitely primed, though. Closing my eyes, I try to cultivate the nascent climax to return. I squeeze down on the vibrator multiple times, but it’s like trying to pull at a wave of water.

“I can’t,” I sigh.

I wait for him to return the vibrations, but he doesn’t.

“You’re not going to turn it back on?” I prompt.

“I will, just not now. What else did you want to talk about?”

I growl in discontent. My body still feels on edge. It really wants to climax to release all the built-up tension.

“When do you hear back about that grant proposal you were drafting on the plane?” Darren asks.

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