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Fourteen | Wanting more
Abby “My name is not Peter. Its Modise.” Abby stilled. He’d told him his real name. Ahhh…why? He stared at Peter or Modise not sure what to say. Modise stared right back at him, his eyes held a hint of hope in them. Abby looked away not sure he could handle whatever was to happen next, because he wanted it so bad. So bad, it couldn’t be real. Modise was his perfect fantasy man, so perfect he was connected to him on a level that was only rivalled by Baile. Abby bit his bottom lip, deep in thought as he compared both men. Modise leaned close and dragged his thumb over his bottom lip. “Say it,” Modise said. His voice a rumble, that went straight to Abby’s c**k. Fuck. The man was sexy. Abby turned to him, and held his gaze. Modise’s eyes shone bright with desire and the hope he
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