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Domesticated superhero and a gentleman. I won the lottery.
I went from a disaster plan to being a disaster without a plan.
Given that I’m the polar opposite of perfect, terrifies the shit out of me.
Weirdly worded.
“Twenty-five years,” I whisper, inching closer until my cock nestles against the seam of his ass. “That’s how long you’ve waited for this, right?”
It’s weird when people say they’ve waiting their whole life for sex. Like, I doubt that’s what you were waiting for during your childhood.
“I don’t care if we do everything wrong. I just want to do it with the person standing in front of me.”
“Come home to our home. To our bed. Where you belong. No one’s ever going to hurt you again, Cam.”
I should probably be embarrassed that Bob’s wife brought a three-pack of Clorox wipes with a Christmas bow on it, but I love those damn things. It might be the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me.
I would legit love this gift.
