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Sam pushed his arm up as much as it could go from his position. I shook his hand. “Just to reiterate what you said, you want to date me.”

“I want to go on a date, singular.”

“That’s unfortunate, you’re the type of guy I’d like to date. You’ve got a great dick, body, and the kinks are a bonus. But if you want—”

“One date might lead to more,” I butted in.

He smiled. “Ew, so you like me?”

“You brat.” I knew his game, and I fell for it. “Get up. I want to put the gag to use.”

He stuck his tongue out, saliva dripping down his chin. “You wanna be fluffed first?”

That was one way to gag him early. “In the playroom. Now.”