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How did I tell him that the chaos inside my apartment was of my own doing because I'd failed to stand up for myself the very first time I was confronted with my past.
The moment my breath hitched, he abandoned that teasing and simultaneously slid his fingers outwards along the top of the upper lines of rope on my chest all the way out to where they disappeared under my armpits.
I pressed them harder against the couch, trying to suppress my own arousal, and rose up on my knees. It changed the angle slightly so I was able to get that last bit down my throat.
It was the latter when I heard the front door open and close and could see the hallway light turn on under my closed door. The sound of the shower running came through the wall.
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