“You know the night of the draft, in that hotel gym?” Ilya groaned. Fuck. “I wanted to pin you to the floor,” he confessed. “I could not stop staring at your mouth. I thought you would notice.” “I didn’t. I was too busy trying to stop myself from straddling you. Kissing you.” “Fuck, Shane.” “I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to. It terrified me. I had never...” “Never wanted a man?” Ilya huffed. “No. At least, I didn’t think I did. But you...god, Ilya. I went right back to my room and jerked off thinking about you.” Now Ilya squeezed his eyes shut. He stroked himself harder, faster. He
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