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I even did my own diagnosis and can spare the psychotherapist the trouble of naming it. I’m sexually addicted to Nicole.
Have been ever since I found out what fucking means, and the fact that I couldn’t have her, then shouldn’t have had her, turned me into a bitter fucking dick.
My emotions have always been mild, controlled, absolutely regular. Except for when it comes to this woman.
With her, they’re a tsunami of toxic shit and bring an immeasurable need to inflict pain.
I rub my cock against her stomach and she shudders.
“Oh my God, here?” she whisper-yells.
“Good a place as any.”
“You’re insane.”
“Heard worse. Now make that mouth useful and wrap it around my cock, Ms. Adler.”
“Don’t call me that.” She scrunches her nose.
“The inferiority pisses you off?”
“Feeling like a stranger does.” Her hand wraps around my cock through my trousers and I nearly come like a pubescent amateur.
“We are strangers, Nicole. Eleven years would testify to such. Oh, and the ten years before that weren’t exactly a splash of color.”
“Still doesn’t make us strangers.” She wanks me slowly, taking obvious pleasure in how my cock twitches in her hold. “See? Junior recognizes me.”
“Why the fuck do you remember that name?”
“I have a strong memory. Besides, he’s telling me something, Junior.”
“Didn’t know you were a dick whisperer.”
“Junior only whispers to me,” she says with a bright smile that makes me as hard as the Statue of Liberty.
“Let’s go with your crazy shit. What is he telling you?”
“That you dipped him in too many holes and he’s tired.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, he thinks he should take some downtime.”
“You must have hearing problems, because downtime doesn’t exist in his limited vocabulary. Shagging is his way of survival as a healthy twenty-nine-year-old male.”
She squeezes me until I grunt. “He doesn’t mean downtime from sex, just downtime from the other girls.”
My lips tilt in a smirk. “That’s too many words and a tacky tactic to tell me you want us to be exclusive.”
She reaches into my trousers and gives me a real hand job, up and down until all my blood rushes to my groin. “I want us to be exclusive.”
“And I want to be the Queen’s solicitor. We don’t always get what we want.”
Nicole pulls her hand out of my trousers just when I’m about to decorate it with my cum.
The lust slowly vanishes and her haughty expression returns. “Then I’ll go fuck other men.”
“You do that. Don’t forget to not use your teeth when giving head.” I want to kick the fucking arsehole in me who even uttered those words when the prominent feeling is to stab whoever comes near her.
