“Have you tried a vibrator?” “What?” I squeaked, eyes snapping back up to his. “Like a sex toy,” he said. “It might help.” “During sex or alone?” I cringed. Surely, I had used up all nine of my lives by now. It would be a great time for a sinkhole to open and swallow me up. He shrugged. “Either.” Luke’s ego—and male parts—would have deflated faster than a slapshot if I had suggested using a vibrator. Hell, he would have freaked out if I’d even owned a sex toy, which was one reason I didn’t. The other being that I was kind of intimidated by the idea. “Don’t most guys have a problem with that?”
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