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Ambushed

ERIK

I reached over and stroked the side of Tova’s face. She had a funny look.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked, surprising myself. Never in my life had I ever asked that question of anyone. I am King. I do not care what anyone else thinks. But with Tova, I’m finding that I do.

She smiled and blushed. “I’m thinking what an odd pair we make.”

I was confused. “Explain.”

She shrugged and reached out to touch my cheek. “You’re tall, broad, and your hair is the perfect combination of blonde and red. You are muscular,” she used her finger to reach under the blankets, gently tracing my abdominal muscles, “and you are lean.” Her fingers danced over my hips. I groaned and rolled to my back, my member making a tent in the sheets. I couldn’t believe her touch was doing that to me.

She continued. “I am dark, round and soft. I am not firm like you are, here.” She grasped my rod and squeezed gently. My self-control broke and I rolled over on top of her again, spreading her leg
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