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Chapter 25 - Another unwanted visit
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“Keep touching it,” Luciano said, voice low and strained, eyes burning into her.Araceli stared at it rigid. The thing between his legs stood upright across his abdomen, thick and flushed, like some strange, burning branch growing where no branch should. It reminded her of a large, veiny pepperoni, angry red, heavy-looking, throbbing with life.She swallowed, bile rising in her throat.“I said,” he repeated, dragging her gaze up to his face, “keep touching it.”Her hand hovered uncertainly in the space between them. She flinched as his fingers wrapped around hers, guiding her forward. She touched it lightly, then immediately pulled back with a startled yelp.“It’s hot,” she said, horror flickering in her voice. “I don’t know what to do.”Luciano’s jaw flexed. He looked down at himself, then back at her, groaning in irritation. “Just move your hand on it. It’s not complicated.”But Araceli was shaking her head now, lips trembling. “No. I—I don’t want to.”Silence thickened between them
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