Dirty Work

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Genres: Fiction
I’m oblivious, my mind still on last night.     I’ve never had a more erotic experience than last night’s FaceTime with Jude. Even actual sex with other men has never given me as deep a thrill as his low, husky voice did as he told me to come for him.     That’s exactly what I did. I came for him, getting a rush out of my body unconsciously obeying his command. And it had been an orgasm that went on and on, with waves of pleasure still washing over me after I ended the call.     If phone sex with him did that to me, what would happen if we did the real deed? My pulse picks up at just the thought. After I’d fallen into a deep, satisfied sleep last night, I’d dreamed of Jude’s bare, muscled body against mine. I’d woken up hot and achy this morning, my body wanting more.     “It’s not like we have a choice in the matter,” Lexi says, her tone sharper than usual. “It’s my job he’s taking, you guys, so if I can deal with it, you can too.”
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