Chapter Forty-Nine

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JPOV

My dick strained against the worn fly on my jeans.

Before he looked my direction again, I turned to clean up the mess from the coffee.

"Jas?"

Down, go the fuck down, I mentally ordered my recalcitrant cock.

Shit! Don't think about going down.

Too late.

"Yeah, anything's fine. Let me get this all put away. I'll be right back."

Grabbing the machine, I hustled out of the room, hoping he wouldn't follow.

"I'll grab your things and meet you down there," he called after me.

I set the machine down in the lounge and adjusted my aching crotch.

Fuck!