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200 pages, Paperback
First published August 19, 2009
Glaring was all Takeyuki could do now. But no matter how viciously he glowered, the man’s face remained blank, showing no sign of irritation. It was almost unbearable.
Takeyuki didn’t know when Zayid had come up with the idea, but the foresight and determination necessary to prepare smuggled wine with sedatives in it for just such an occasion was simply shocking.
Takeyuki pressed his lips together tightly to show his revulsion.
Takeyuki could not speak the words that rose in his throat; he felt like he would cry from his frustration. Ashif had arranged all of this, but Takeyuki couldn’t even say the simple words “take me.” It was because Ashif’s feelings were so obscure.
Takeyuki was inexperienced in such things and he panted desperately, wriggling his hips lewdly and writhing on the sheets.