Forbidden Pleasures (MxM)
I let out a low groan, my hand now slipping inside my pants to stroke myself slowly, matching the rhythm I knew he'd be using.
My eyes glued to the screen as heat built in my core, every word from him stoking that fire. He added, “Tell me you're touching yourself, Fred. Please baby, let me hear you say it.”
And I bit my lip, typing hastily, “Yeah, I'm stroking, you bastard, thinking about your cock buried deep.”
The exchange pulled me under, my breaths shallow and my body arching slightly on the couch as the fantasy wrapped around me like his arms.
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