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Striding into the bathroom, I stripped down and started the water. The icy blast chilled my back but did nothing for my rod, and I gripped it hard, grinding my teeth.
My eyes fell closed and I tried to picture any other girl but the one who’d affected me so, working my cock up and down like I was a freaking teenage boy again. The supple body I imagined bouncing on it morphed—dark hair made light, and brilliant blue eyes stared down at me, her breath hitching.
“Mmmm, Romero, you feel so good.” Her sweet, melodic voice invaded my mind and overrode my senses.
I was too far gone to care that I was jerking off in the shower to the thought of my stepdaughter.
My hands ached to grip her hips and slam myself up inside her young, tight cunt. I’d heard her moans enough tonight to fill my head with them.
The feel of her pussy gripping my cock was almost too real, her cries of ecstasy driving me over the edge. I grunted, rocking my hips harder. My cum spilled over my fingers, dripping to the wet floor. With a sigh I opened my eyes. I reached behind my back and turned the temperature up before cleaning myself off.
While I washed my hair and soaped my body, guilt replaced the euphoric high Julietta had given me.
Anger crept in, and I smashed the handle down, ending the flow of water. I stepped out, cleaner on the outside than my insides could ever be. Darkness and depravity were all I’d ever be.
My life held no room for the perfect light of innocence and strength that was Julietta.
I punished myself well into the night with work, receiving a call around one from Castiel.
“Cas,” I answered roughly.
“You told me to inform you when Barrera was on the move,” he answered.
I leaned both elbows on my desk. “Yes?”
“Half a dozen of his men tried to intercept the freight on our latest shipment.”
A spark of interest mixed with my already simmering anger. The rival crime family in the north of Mexico were exactly the targets I needed to take out that rage on. “And?” I demanded.
“Five of them are dead. We kept the sixth,” he answered flatly.
I nodded to myself. “Good. I’ll come pay him a visit tomorrow. I have something to take care of in the morning, but I’ll be by around noon.”
Cas gave a grunt of acknowledgement, and I ended the call. I sent a round of texts to the others letting them know Morgan Barrera was getting sloppy.
Leaning back, I sighed, not waiting for their responses. Rafael and Darren were likely on their jets back home—fucking whatever assortment of women they could get their hands on.
I needed to take a page out of their book.
Tomorrow night, I told myself, liking the idea more and more, I’ll swing by the Pink Palm—one of my strip clubs—grab a baker’s dozen of hot, willing females and fuck my way through the night.
I’d gone too long without a release; I was certain that was why my body responded to Julietta so strongly.
My head nodded as though the action would make the thought more convincing.
So why, when I imagined each of the women I’d bang, did I still picture her?
Man, I’m fucked.
Chapter Ten
JULIETTA
Four Years Ago
The music and the lights made my lips curl into a broad grin. I walked ahead, letting my mom and Romero do their own thing.
Rides spun and people laughed. The scent of cinnamon and sugar permeated the air. It was my first time at the fair, and from the inside, it looked magical. There were rows of booths where people threw darts at balloons or squirted water at targets in the hopes of winning a prize.
