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Book Three: Chapter Four

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Nicholas sat on the small couch across from the bed, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tight like he was trying so desperately to hold himself together.

I was seated at the edge of the bed, putting on pajama pants that were drawn up, my cöck safely tucked in but still throbbing.

I stared at him intently, regretting the fact that I had let him go. I should have spread his legs right then when he was still in shock. I should have buried myself deep in him and before he would realize what was going on he would already be mōaning and cūmming.

But then again I want this to be his choice. I don't want to force him to accept the truth of what he is. I need him to trust me that I knew what I was doing and that it was perfectly normal to have cöck in his ass.

He finally broke the tense silence, his voice rough like he had to force the words out. “So you just woke up with that thing between your legs?”

“It’s a cöck, Nicholas,” I dragged my words just a bit, my voice sounding bored. “You have o
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