“I can’t believe you fucking chatted with him while you were fingering me,” Shane hissed. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Wrong with me? I am not the one who fucking loved it.” “I did not.” Ilya rubbed his thumb over the head of Shane’s leaking cock, making Shane suck in a breath. “Your cock loved it.” “My cock loves being touched, not whatever weird shit you’re into.
