Fast food boxes with rapidly cooling leftovers sit beside the mattress Sebastian dragged out of the shipping container and into the living room before it got dark. The movie I’m supposed to be watching with him is more background noise than anything because I don’t have a clue what’s happening on screen. My entire being is focused on the man at my back and the set of mindless fingers running up and down the inside of my thigh. If Sebastian’s goal is to drive me half insane with lust: mission accomplished. A couple inches higher and he’s going to make…
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