“And you’re sure you don’t want to ask one of the boys to check it for you?” I asked in a much calmer tone than I was feeling. “You wouldn’t feel more comfortable with Hugh or Johnny, or—” “No,” he choked out. “Jesus no. It can only be you.” “Okay.” He looked at me uncertainly. “Okay?” “Okay,” I confirmed with a determined nod. Climbing off the bed, I dropped to my knees in front him and reached for the waist of his shorts. “I’m ready.” “Wait, wait, wait,” he choked out, batting my hands away as he squirmed in discomfort, “I’ve changed my mind.” “Gerard, come on, don’t be a baby. You’re in
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