RENATO MARINO Fabric fluttered to the floor as Jayce carelessly discarded his clothes, and I shot him a disapproving glare. His fingers trembled slightly as he hooked them together, his intense gaze locked on mine. I hated mess, and my initial instinct was to scold him for the scattered clothes, to tell him to pick them up, fold them neatly, and place them on the table. However, as my eyes involuntarily drifted to his groin, I saw his erection straining against his navel, and my annoyance melted away. The mess on the floor was forgotten.As I gazed at Jayce, his chiseled physique struck me like a masterpiece. The sculpted lines of his abdomen seemed almost otherworldly, beckoning me to reach out and explore every contour. My fingers itched to wrap around his waist again, to feel the warmth of his skin and the definition of his muscles. I yearned to trace the curves and ridges of his body with my tongue, to commit every detail to memory and savor the sensation of his presence.Inst
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