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Ipress a hand against the tile wall and allow the hot pulse of water to beat down against my hair, neck, and back. Hooting and hollering surrounds me. Everyone is riding high off the win. It wasn’t an easy one. We had to fight for every goal.

There’s talk of heading out to the bars and getting loaded.

And laid.

Since those two usually go hand in hand.

Especially after a win.

People need to blow off steam.

But that’s not what’s circling through my brain.

All right, that’s not altogether true.

But it’s much too soon to consider having sex with Juliette. After our kiss in the library, it’s been on my mind more and more. Now that I’m finally allowing myself to think about her after years of shutting those thoughts down, I can’t stop. They’re like a runaway train barreling down the tracks.

She’s a temptation I can’t wait to explore.

After the library, I actually went home and jacked off.

Can you believe that?

I haven’t masturbated in years.

Not since I started getting laid on a regular basis.

When you have chicks constantly throwing themselves at you, willing to spread their legs or drop to their knees at your slightest whim, there’s no need to take matters into your own hands, so to speak.

Could I have texted a girl that I’ve messed around with in the past to come over and alleviate matters?

Yup. There were a couple of puck bunnies hanging out at the house the other night that I could have hooked up with but…

I don’t know. The idea of fucking one of them to douse the fire that Juliette stoked to life didn’t do it for me. Here’s a weird little twist—I actually like the slow build of anticipation.

That’s not something I expected.

I’ve been screwing since sophomore year in high school. Once I started, there was no stopping. I’ve had straight-up, no-frills, missionary style sex and then swung to the other side and gotten freaky in bed with two chicks who had enough tricks to keep me there for a couple of hours until I’d thought there was an excellent chance my dick might fall off.

The point is, I’ve been there and done that.

Know what I haven’t done?

Waited.

Anticipated.

Bided my sweet time while everything slowly built inside until it reached a fever pitch.

I’ve never contemplated someone for days on end and all the delicious ways I was going to run my hands over their body.

But with Juliette, that’s exactly the way it is.

My cock twitches at the idea of sinking inside her delicious warmth.

Fuck, I bet she’s tight.

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