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Reaching down, I unbuckled my belt and ripped it out of my slacks. The delightful swishing sound reminded me of the sound a belt made right before it welted disobedient flesh, and I gritted my teeth and tossed it on the bed.

Not knowing what else to do with myself, I strode into the bathroom and started taking the rest of my clothes off. As each stitch of cloth pulled away from my skin, I breathed easier and easier.

I turned the shower on and waited until the steam was drifting up towards the ceiling before I climbed inside.

Stepping into the shower, the hot water beating against my skin, I tried to let the steam wash away the persistent thoughts of her pert little ass and her beautiful, perky young tits. My shoulders tensed, and I punched a fist into the solid marble wall, but it didn’t help.

Not even a little bit.

Every drop of water against my skin seemed to echo the pulse of my frustration.

As the steam enveloped me, I clenched my jaw, the tension radiating through my muscles. I massaged shampoo into my scalp and tried to rid my head of any thought of her, but the image of her bent over the couch with her ass bare was almost too much for me to handle.

Almost.

My cock throbbed and I leaned forward, letting the water beat down on my back.

I wasn’t a good man. Not when I had thoughts like this.

Maybe I just needed to get it out of my system, or maybe I just needed to go back home and fuck the first woman that fell into my bed.

My hand wound around my cock, and I let my mind wander to my last good fuck. I remembered her pretty blonde hair, her full tits, and her tight ass like it was yesterday. With everything in me, I focused on her, but it wasn’t enough.

Eventually, my thoughts turned right back to Maci, and I literally growled out loud. My snarl echoed off the tiles, and I punched the wall again, but my cock just jerked in my hand, and I knew I was too far gone to ignore it anymore.

I couldn’t go to dinner with her in this condition. Not like this…

Fuck me.

Whatever this was, it needed to stop. I needed to put an end to it. Clenching my jaw, I tightened my grip around my cock and gave in.

I wasn’t happy about it.

To be honest, I was pretty fucking angry about what I was doing and why I was doing it.

Fuck it.

I would stroke my cock and think about exactly what I wanted to happen this afternoon, and I’d never tell anyone about it. It would be my dirty little secret.

She’d never find out. No one would.

I burst through her front door, only to find her sitting on her ass in the middle of her living room watching television. Not only had she ignored my directive to sleep off the night, but willfully so.

“Godfather,” she breathed, almost like she couldn’t believe I’d just walked in on her. She must have taken her bra off after I left because her hard nips showed right through her shirt like two fucking delicious little headlights. I wanted to rip that shirt right off and take those nipples in my mouth and punish them with my teeth.

“Naughty girl, you’ve failed to do as you were told,” I said, an air of weary disappointment in my tone.

She stiffened on the couch, a guilty look painted all over her face, the kind of look that told me she knew she was in trouble, and she probably wasn’t going to like what happened next.

Good.

That’s what was making my cock so goddamn hard right now.

I strode over to her and wrapped my hand around her upper arm, yanking her up and off the couch a bit more roughly than she’d expected. She tried to pull away from me, but I didn’t let go.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked.

I didn’t let go of her arm. Instead, I marched her straight around to the back of the couch and roughly bent her over it. She tried to stand back up, but I pressed a hand firmly down on her lower back and pinned her in place.

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