“You want your panties, rabbit?” he asks. I nod, even though I know I shouldn’t. Not when he’s looking at me that way, as if a sadistic idea has just crossed his mind. Lex gets up, reaches into a drawer, and pulls out my black underwear. He stares at me as he sits down, unzips his jeans, and tugs his cock from the spread wings of denim. A smirk crosses his face. As menacing as it is, it’s wickedly attractive. His eyes never leave my face as he strokes himself, slow and intentional. Saliva gathers under my tongue at the sight of him, but I force myself to remain stoic. Even so, he’s noticed the
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