บท 72: Chapter 72

“I’ve been thinking about it. I can do better.”

“Andre…” My voice died as a hand snaked around me and pulled me against him. Without saying a word, he walked to the ladder and climbed into the loft. I fought a silent, losing battle with myself for a few minutes and then followed.

He lay shirtless on the bedding, his white flesh glowing, his muscled torso a stark contrast to the thin, emaciated chest of two months ago. Andre smiled uncertainly as I came forward and fell on him.

The encounter went far beyond the first. Within moments, we were both naked beneath the blankets. We explored one another, and this time, Andre’s interest was not feigned.

“What is a win-tay?” he asked when we paused a moment. His eyes were round and expectant.

“I will show you.” I turned on my stomach.

After a moment, he understood and mounted me. 23