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If I didn’t get the hell away from her soon, I was going to lose my mind.
How could she not see what she was doing to me?
There was a reason I distanced myself from her over the years.
A man could only take so much, and I was at my limit.
Grabbing my aching cock, I rubbed. Just to take the edge off, because if I didn’t, I was afraid of what I might do to her. My emotions were running high. My mind raced with every possible way to have her writhing beneath me. I wanted her screaming my name as I unleashed my cum deep in her womb. I wanted her belly round with my child, and I never wanted children.
But I wanted them with her.
Only her.
God, I wanted to run my fingers through her thick brown hair while I fucked her mouth. I wanted her so badly, I could taste her. But that was something I knew she would never allow. She would fight me every step of the way. As much as I wanted her, I knew it would never work, because she couldn’t see past the friendship we had. She would never jeopardize that.
Ever.
The water from the showerhead cascaded over me, scorching my skin with its intense heat. As the steam rose from my skin, it filled the air, creating a hazy atmosphere that obscured the mirrors and made the stall feel even more enclosed. The searing heat embraced me, offering a comforting respite from the pain. Dipping my head, letting the pulsing spray beat my tired muscles, I relaxed, allowing my tense body to uncoil as the heat invaded and smothered me.
The water pounded right between my shoulder blades as I stood there, my arm providing support against the wall. Savoring the sensation, I felt the water running down my body, relieving me of the tension that had built up over the last few days, as I indulged in self-pleasure.
I surrendered to the weight of defeat. Closing my eyes and letting my imagination take over, I instantly felt her around me. She was everywhere; I felt like I was being washed in her essence. I could smell her and see her clearly, as my mind concocted a slew of filthy images at random.
The sound of the shampoo bottle shattering on the floor shook me out of my daydream, causing my eyes to snap open and my body to tense up as I struggled to regain my composure.
My body was on fire.
My cock begging for release.
“Shug,” I moaned, grunting her name in reverence as my hand vigorously stroked my cock. Throwing my head back, streams of cum sprayed all over the wall, thoughts of her still filtering through my mind. When the last spurt fell from the tip of my cock, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, quickly realizing I was still hard.
I was screwed.
I was so far gone on my best friend, nothing was going to help me now. Unless I became a eunuch.
Hold up.
Not that desperate… yet.
Nope, maybe I could learn to live with a permanent hard-on for the rest of my time. I still had some of my baggy clothes from my EMO days.
Fuck. The only solution was for King and the others to find her bastard ex, fast.
Turning around, I came face-to-face with my dilemma.
Quickly cupping myself, I groaned, “Jesus’ Shug… where a bell next time.”
Chapter Six
Sugar
Oh, he wasn’t getting away with it that easily.
I heard everything.
Even saw the explosive climax.
No fucking way was I letting Eugene off the hook.
