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No one’s around to judge us, so why would we stop for anyone?
"This is the best introduction my stuffies could’ve asked for." I lay down next to Romeo, then drape my arms around his chest. "Thank you for being so accepting, Daddy."
"I must admit that I didn’t realize you had such a playful side. You don't show this to many people, do you, boy?"
"No, I don’t. It’s tough because they’ll judge me."
"You never have to worry about that around me. I won’t judge you, won’t make you feel bad about who you are. I love it—you’re meant for me, precious boy. You’re my other half."
I lean in and kiss Romeo.
At least fifty stuffies surround us, rubbing softly against our bodies, but it only adds to the magic of our connection.
I reach down and Romeo’s shaft, which is soft but grows hard under my touch.
"Can I give you a suck?" I whisper.
Romeo shakes his head. "Not around all your stuffies. Doesn’t feel respectful."
I quickly remove my hand, smiling. "Thank you for being honest. I’m around them every night except now that I’m staying in Giosuè’s room, so they’re like my friends. I can see why you feel that way, though. Thank you for being honest."
"I didn’t say you couldn’t give me another kissy though, pretty boy."
This time, our lips slam together like comets that can’t control their orbital path.
My heart swells in my chest as Romeo cups the back of my head, pulling me close, close to him.
He lights me up inside, and by the time we part with our breath hitching, my dick is also hard.
"Uh oh." I guide Romeo’s gaze between my legs, showing him my erection. "Now, I’m hard, too."
Romeo rises to his feet.
His big shaft sticks straight up, gravity not daring to drag it down.
"Bounce contest?" Romeo growls in the growliest voice ever, instantly stoking the embers of my need.
"You’re on, Daddy."
We laugh and bounce again, our dicks flopping everywhere, sometimes even smacking against each other.
Our balls flop around, too, rising and falling as if in slow motion.
We don't care.
We don't let our bodies distract us from the fun we’re having.
I never want it to end.
ChapterEighteen
ROMEO
I settle into the plush leather seat around the conference table, my expensive pen tightly gripped between my fingers.
"All right," I roar, slamming my fist on a stack of folders. "Let’s come up with a plan to take these bastards out once and for all."
"You can say that again." Timofey’s voice is deep and deadly.
