~Soren~ I’m hanging onto Kai's leather-clad waist, my knuckles are white but my mind is three miles back, trapped in the steam in the shower. I can still sense the mass of Felix’s hands, heavy and possessive, kneading my breasts and finger fucking me so fast and hard. The memory of his mouth, warm and insistent against mine, sucking my nipple so hard I was crying out his name, takes me by surprise in a sudden, sharp wave of heat. I clamp my eyes tight shut, warding off the wind. I can almost feel the ghostly slide of his cock prying me open for him, the way his fingers inside me with that torturous, rhythmic motion. "You all right back there?" Kai’s voice cuts through the roaring engine. I whip my head up, my cheeks burning. "I'm fine. Just... chilly." As soon as we got to college, heads turn. He swings a leg over the bike, and looks at me with an unusually tender expression. “You’re shaking, Soren,” he says as he reaches for me, planning to help with unbuckling the helmet
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