19/02/2026 08:09

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It holds you to it, now that I've made it do so. He did two quick thrusts that left me breathless, then he raised up on his hands like he was trying to do a bad push-up with his groin pressed tight against mine. The dozen or more candles painted his upper body in shadow and light. He swallowed the ardeur, and he shut down the link between him and me, tight and final, like slamming a door between us.

Graham was still in his serious bodyguard mode, so he eased under the blanket, as if I'd bite. I didn't expect for the nicer version of Bert to last, but I'd enjoy it while I had it. Damian could not help me fight fear, or loneliness, or sorrow, because he carried too much of it inside himself. It was awkward, because I just wasn't tall enough to do it comfortably, but I began to fight to pull Damian's neck backward.