Page 64 of The Haunting Plot

“What is it?”

“You’ll find out when you get home.”

He frowns at the bag stuffed with multiple layers of tissue. “Is this a prank? Is there a spider in here?”

“For fuck’s sake. There’s no spider. Text me once you open it.”

“Anything for you, spitfire.” He leans over the seat and kisses my cheek, then bends down, grabbing the mask on the floorboard. “The guys said the house was clear. What do you want me to do with this?”

I stare at the mask. We’ve had such a great day. I don’t know why he’s still pranking me and pretending it’s ghosts. Maybe this is something couples do? Maybe it’s like foreplay to him? I should say something, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. “Just get rid of it.”

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Sawyer

Did you give me a cock ring?

Good, you can follow instructions.

Ray, I’ll do anything you tell me. Haven’t you figured that out by now?

Ray?

Sorry, autocorrect.

It’s okay. I like it.

Now what am I supposed to do with this thing?

Put it on.

Right now?

Right now.

Should I call you?

No.

Crying face.

Did you type out crying face instead of using an emoji?

Sorry, I got excited. Normally the emoji pops up when I type that.

Okay, boomer.

What am I supposed to do with this thing?

I’m waiting for your instructions.

I feel like you have something planned.

Put it on and make yourself come.

I love it when you talk dirty to me.

The waiting is agonizing. What am I doing? I should be writing. I check my watch. How long does it take this man to come? Should I take this as a sign he’s got stamina? Or is he trying to figure out how to put his dick in a cock ring?