Bratty Prince And The Bodyguard
And just like that, every memory I had been working so hard to ignore came flooding back his hands, his mouth, the way he kissed me against the pillar of my room, the sounds he made when he jerked me off against his big and thick cock—
I squeezed my eyes shut. No, no, no! Not now, brain!
My ears were burning. I could barely look at Adrien.
He, however, didn’t seem nearly as panicked. Instead, he walked over with the same calm expression he used whenever he had to rescue me from a press conference.
He crouched beside the kids and asked curiously, “Wait... how do you even know what boyfriends are?”
The little boy grinned. “Easy. I have a girlfriend.”
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