"And what is this?" He asked coyly. I paused, not understanding his question. He saw my confusion and reached down with his hand to cover mine over his growing erection. "What is this, Adrianna?" he repeated, and this time I understood when he squeezed my hand that was holding him. Nervously, I bit my lip as my gaze wavered to his shoulder. My cheeks flamed in embarrassment once again at his question, unable to meet his gaze. I knew what it was, he knew I knew, but apparently he wanted me to say it. "A penis," I said quietly. "Wrong answer. Try again." His deep, quiet voice had my heart
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