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!
