Kyran gasps, and I peek up to find him gazing down at me. “Avi… I’m sorry.” Releasing his cock from my lips, I mumble, “I know. It’s okay,” then slide him back into my mouth. “No. It’s not,” he insists, groaning at the sensation. But I hear emotion racking his voice. My eyes stay locked on his while he bites his lip, resting his forehead on the wall. “I’m just… I’m so fucking confused…”
