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He’d been yanking his own chain so the touch of a woman’s hand was bound to turn him on. Right? That was it.
“How you doing?” Her soft voice washed over him, his arms broke out in goose bumps. “I really am sorry for hurting you.”
Her fingers tickled up his thighs to the edge of his shorts before they left him completely. It was as though she had no clue that she’d gone further than his injured knee until then.
Didn’t make much difference to his body’s response to her.
He ached.
“I’m good,” he choked out, his voice sounded nothing like him.
With a growl, he rolled from the bed, keeping his groin out of her view. “I need a shower.”
In the bathroom, he closed and locked the door before he leaned against it. His head thumped back as he breathed deeply through his nose.
Nothing worked.
He still throbbed.
He glanced down and his cock was obscene, tenting his shorts like no one’s business. There were two choices, jerk off or leave it. Going back out into the bedroom would be embarrassing as fuck, even for him, who never usually gave a shit if he couldn’t control his own body.
Jerk off.
He had certainly lost control this afternoon.
She looked nothing like the woman who’d been his fiancée for months. The woman in the bedroom looked so fresh and pure. She hadn’t even realized what her touch did to him.
Thank fuck about that!
Decision made, he knew it would take less than a minute to bring himself off.
He could do it.
Yanking his shorts open, he shoved his briefs down his hips, sighing in pleasure when his hand gripped around his girth.
The tip was soaked with his arousal, but that didn’t bother him because he wasn’t far off making more of a mess.
He pulled back and started beating off.
Hard.
Fast.
So good.
He panted, using the door to keep him on his feet.
A soft knock at the door, and then, “Mateo?” was whispered.
He saw stars, as his body tensed, and then released semen to the floor in front of him, coating his hand as well. As more release shot out, he grabbed the end of his dick with his other hand and caught what he could so it didn’t land on his shorts.
At least Caprice didn’t try to call to him again, although, she probably heard his groan of pleasure.
Fuck!
He needed to have a talk with her and find out what was really going on before something happened and caused a hiccup with the wedding arrangements.
Chapter Eight
