KNOX’S POVI woke up thinking about her.That had been happening more frequently than I knew what to do with.I closed my eye, and all I could think of was her, my Elera.My hand moved almost on its own, pressing down over the front of my pants. I was already half-hard just from the memory of her laugh.I shouldn’t do this. But the need was sudden and sharp. I slid my zipper down, and freed myself. My cock was heavy and aching in my palm.I wrapped my fingers around the length and gave one slow stroke.A low sound escaped me — half sigh, half groan.I pictured her closer. Closer than she had any right to be in my mind. Her hand instead of mine. Those dark eyes watching me while she touched me. The way her breath might catch if I pulled her against me.I stroked faster, thumb brushing over the head, spreading the bead of precum that had already formed. Another soft moan slipped out, quiet but raw. I bit my lip to keep it from getting louder, but the pleasure built quickly, fueled by
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