Love And Tales
he replied.
The last night's activity lived rent-free in my head. I could still feel his warm breath on my skin as we danced, stealing the show from the celebrants.
I sat on the soft white mattress, my legs crossed. Surprisingly, Raymond walked over to me, kneeling as he unhooked my heels, his seductive eyes boring into mine.
“You're being a good boy, and good boys get rewarded,” I said, biting my lips.
Memories of giving his muscles a massage while we danced flickered in my mind. I could have sworn I wanted him more than he wanted me. His muscular abs and hand plunged me deeper into the world of romance, or should I say lust?
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