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I biteThe sharp twinge of pain tells me I’m awake Awake, and clearly a slut with no morals I mean, I haven’t touched anyone like this since Kyle I’ve kissed a few guys in an attempt to force myself to move on, in an attempt to ease the ache of need that I’ve carried in nited any kind of spark inDan tried and tried, and I really did try to get into it I never could

I can’t accurately say there’s a spark, with Colton No, it’s ay beyond a spark Just looking at hi touched, even innocent touches, even his hand inhiht afrom me, flames of desire fanned hotter every second

I can’t stop stroking hi his thickness through the swishy fabric of his shorts He , writhing under my touch I can’t stop now I think he’s close

I press ain and rub in circles, and I feel his body tense beneath lance up at his eyes, watch them flick open and waver in confusion, then stutter and blink as he coaze flits down to watch the white stream cover his belly

“The fk?” His voice is muzzy and and puzzled and slow

He’s awake, he’s released, but still thick I slide my hand into his shorts and take him in my hand, and I bite my lip at the satiny hardness of hi if he’s awake, how he should feel, what to say

“I’ you, by accident And then I couldn’t stop”

“A?” he asks, wary

I shake my head “Nope”

He looks down at himself, at the mess on his belly “So you just…”

I nod “Yeah”

“While I was sleeping?”

I nod again, and I can’t meet his eyes anymore “Yeah I don’t know—I’m sorry I—I couldn’t help it I knew I shouldn’t, but I just…” I trail off, unable to ain “You were so hard and big and it had been so long, and I—”

“Nell,” he cuts in “Shut up”

I shut up

“Look at me,” he ordered I forced my eyes to his

“I’m sorry,” I whispered

“I said shut up”

I wrinkled my face at his harsh tone, but kept my mouth closed and waited for hiht I was drea” His eyes bore into me, blue and hot like a bunsen burner fla about?”

I nod

“Answer me Out loud”

This is a new Colton Bossy, direct I’ orders, or turned on by it I settle for both

“Yes, Colton I want to knohat you were drea about” My tone is soft and submissive, but I know my eyes betrayof you” His eyes narrow “I was drea”

“Was it a good dreaertip through the stickiness on his belly, eyeing him from beneath lowered lashes