#Chapter 104: Pretend Those Hands Are Mine

Nyktos’s hand continues to move on his dick, though he’s slowed his pace considerably.

He watches me with hooded eyes. His cheeks are delightfully flushed. His muscles are strained, like he’s held himself on the edge for a long time.

“Close the door,” Nyktos says and it sounds like an order.

I step back into the hallway.

“Vespera,” he calls.

I stop.

“Come inside and close the door behind you,” he