Unforgettable -- Book 4, Chapter 10 (99/? overall)

“You are flat again.” Erestor’s voice was slow and relaxed, meaning he informed Faelion of this three notes later.

“I have smaller hands than you do,” complained the young elf.

“No excuse on a stringed instrument... just slide your hand...” If there was more to be added, it was lost in the soft groan of pleasure.


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