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... s before his hand drifted down, slowly, deliberately, until his fingers closed around my cock. He rubbed the tip in lazy circles, his voice dropping to a low, almost regretful murmur.
"I’m sorry... You touched me, and I tried so damn hard not to react. Little Zayn, I’m sorry."
I stared at him for a moment, then let out a quiet laugh. He shook his head, eyes narrowing playfully.
"It was fucking hard to resist you... But I’m a strong soldier. I didn’t let my guard down." ...
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