As I hop up on the cold marble, I notice that my underwear is no longer tucked under my shirt. Interesting. I hike the shirt up, gathering it at my waist and tying a knot so it doesn’t get in the way. I can’t believe I’m about to have a mutual masturbation session. With the hot hockey player I’ve been lusting after for the past two months. This better not be a fever dream. Chase seems to stop breathing as I part my thighs and reveal myself. “Oh my fucking God,” he groans. My ego inflates a little more. I turn Chase on. Me. Despite how wet I already am, I slip my index finger between my lips.
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