“You open it?” “Did you get me a sex toy?” A low, husky chuckle sounded across the line, and it felt like echoes of Trace’s callused fingertips skating over my skin. “Pretty sure it qualifies,” he said. “Chief…” “Not going to make promises I can’t keep. Might not be able to get my hands on you in real time, but I can control that with an app on my phone.” A grin tugged at my lips. “I admire the ingenuity.” “What do you think, Blaze? You want to play?” The deep rasp of Trace’s voice and the intent behind his words had my skin heating in an instant flush. “Yeah, Chief. I wanna play.”
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