—•TRISTAN•—When I hear June’s voice, I almost dismiss it as another trick of my mind—but it sounds too vivid, too real.I’ve replayed her voice in my head a hundred times before, yet none of them have ever come close to this.I snap my head toward the door, and my body freezes.June is standing in my office doorway. Her hand is still on the door handle, her body frozen mid-step.She’s clutching a folder to her chest like a shield, her knuckles white around the edges.Her face has gone pale, drained of all colour, and her honey-brown eyes are wide as saucers, locked on me and Bianca.She looks as though someone’s just thrown a bucket of cold water over her.For one terrible, suspended moment, I don’t move.Bianca is still on her knees between my legs, my cock still in her mouth.And June… June is watching.Then instinct kicks in."Stop," I say, my voice hoarse.I shove Bianca away, pulling my cock out of her mouth with a wet sound that seems to echo in the sudden silence.Fumbling to s
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