RileyKnight’s hand was still on my – well, Ethan’s penis – as I finally caught my breath. We were still locked eye-to-eye and hand to … cock.Knight swallowed thickly. He gently moved his hand back from my crotch and shoved it in his back pocket. He sighed before turning around and removing his gaze from mine.I immediately was relieved and thanked the Gods above for having Ethan send me the fake penis. I’d immediately shoved it in my trousers as soon as I stopped feeling weird about it and, somehow, it had wound up saving me.His back was to me as he rubbed his jaw. He looked genuinely distressed. I sighed deeply and ran a hand through my hair.“No,” I said, softly. “No, I’m not.”“I can tell,” Knight choked out.His voice was certainly strained, though I couldn’t tell why. He rummaged through one of the drawers in his desk then turned back to me. In his hand was a beautiful, black pendant. It was much like the one he left on his nightstand every night. But this one was even more be
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