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Chapter 2

I showered like he told me to, but I didn’t clean myself out.

His cum was still inside me when I walked into the master bedroom. The door was already open. Nathan sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but black briefs, elbows on his knees, watching me the second I appeared in the doorway. The lamp on the nightstand was the only light. It threw hard shadows across the muscle in his shoulders and chest.

“Close the door,” he said.

I did.

He stood, walked over, and looked me up and down.
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