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“Look at you, sweetheart.” Ilya starts as he walks a slow circle around Shane to meet his gaze once again. “On the floor, knees open, hands tied; ready for me to do whatever I want to you.”
Hollander's cock sticks up in between his legs, red and ready to be touched. The ends of his lips quirk up as he follows Ilya with his eyes. “I’m yours.”
Rozanov stops in front of Shane and bends down, planting both hands on either side of his face. “So you think that means you can just sit and show yourself off to other men?”
“I’m yours, Ilya, only yours.” Hollander repeats.
“Are you lying?” Rozanov asks, almost accusingly as his heart thumps hard against his chest. “Would you have let him fuck you I weren’t there?”
“No.” Shane replies.
“Why?”
“Would’ve been to busy thinking about letting you fuck me. I only want you.”