The guilt twisted in my gut, sharp and familiar, but I didn't pull away. I didn't stop watching. My hand kept moving faster now, the heat building in my groin, my cock aching for the release I knew I wouldn't give it yet. Kai's hand moved back down to his cock. He wrapped his fingers around it. His eyes were closed, his lips wet and his face the picture of desperate need. My fist tightened around my cock, and the convulsive squeeze sent a jolt of pleasure through me. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. I just stared at the screen as Kai's hand moved again and his mouth opened as he moaned shamelessly. The video continued to play, but I was frozen, caught at the moment.I watched his hand slide up and down his shaft, the motion smooth and practised, and I remembered the weight of him on my tongue, the way he'd gasped when I'd pushed deep, and the way his hips had bucked when I'd held his head down and made him take it. I started stroking myself again, harder this time. My breath ca
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