Chapter 6
Elwyn Charles Van Allyn was the only man I’d ever loved—the only person I’d ever loved, other than the little girl I’d thought was mine for such a short while. Doc, though—I’d wanted him from the time I was fifteen. I’d had him for one glorious hour when I was twenty. I’d known that would be the only time, but I promised myself it would be enough.
It was the only time I’d ever lied to myself, because here I was at thirty-five, and I still wanted him more than my last hope of heaven.
Doc was also the only man I’d ever bottomed for. It had been uncomfortable, but I’d made myself relax, and once he’d found my prostate, he could have been stallion-sized and I’d only have urged him on.
He hadn’t said anything about how tight I was at the time. I would be just as tight now.
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