“Do you require manual stimulation?” Do I…oh God. “I can take care of that myself, thanks,” I hiss at him through my teeth. Tal’jen frowns so I pat him. But then Tal’jen lays the huge warmth of his palm over my crotch, and the zing of contact has me arching up into his touch, already hard and gasping. Hie eyes narrow, and I know what’s coming. I mean, it’s probably me.
