Connor’s fingers skim my stomach, rubbing our releases into my skin with soothing circles. “I think I’ve changed my mind about that shower.” It takes me a second to remember what he’s talking about. “You don’t want me to have one?” “Nope. What I really want is to take you somewhere. Knowing you smell like me.” “You really are a possessive fucker.” “Yeah, but you said you liked it.” “I did.” And I do. I really, really do. The problem is I think I like it too much. Connor might look at me and think mine when he’s horny, but we both know it’s not reality. Role-play is fun. Until it isn’t. And I’m
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