That Night At The Bar

Riley's POV

"What are you doing?!"

I cried out in disbelief as Eliot's fingers slipped deftly past the waistband of my underwear, teasing my cock with practiced ease.

"Stop — let go of me right now! Have you lost your mind?"

Eliot laughed softly, his wine-red eyes darkening — the familiar sign t...

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