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CALEB

“Tell me what you want.” Kingston’s words hit my ears as I entered my private den atIniquity. I’d tried desperately to avoid coming here after the last time. My weakest moment and my most revisited memory. She was the sin I couldn’t give up.

He had her spread out on a piano, legs splayed wide, body on full display. Her slick pink cunt dripping for him. “Tell me what to do to you.”

“God,” she moaned.

The sound of her breathy plea had me rock-hard and aching, the memory of the last time I’d heard her say the same sending a bolt of lust so potently spiraling through me I almost dropped to my knees in benediction. My cock jerked, balls tightening and throbbing.

“I don’t think He’s here right now. It’s just you and me.”

But that’s not the truth, now is it?