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God, I shouldn't have ever come over here. What was I thinking?
I head down the hallway I saw John disappear into, intent on finding him, apologizing, canceling the job, and then falling off the face of the earth in humiliation.
But I stop dead in my tracks when I finally find him.
He's in the bathroom, and he failed to fully close the door.
He's not using the bathroom, though—not in the normal sense of the word, anyway.
My mouth falls open, and heat explodes between my legs as I watch John's hand furiously stroke up and down the impossibly large cock he's fisting.
I stand there in shock, unable to look away, my breathing shallow, completely fascinated by what I'm seeing.
My eyes rake up and down the length of his muscular body, unable to get enough of the sight of him.
"Come on, Melanie," I hear him say, and I start when I realize that it'smehe's thinking about when he does this forbidden act. "Just one taste. I fucking crave you, woman."
I gape at the sight of him while he pumps his cock and says things like "so fucking hot" and "take my cock."
I don't even realize I've moved until I'm standing right in the doorway. My eyes are transfixed on what John's doing in the bathroom.
Not only can I see his hand, but now I can see his face, too.
I watch him lean against the counter, his head thrown back in pleasure as he strokes his cock faster.
"Oh, yeah, that's it, baby. Take Daddy's cum."
My eyes widen when he growls low in the back of his throat, and I see cum shooting out of him in long, sticky ropes.
He growls and holds his hand tighter around his cock, milking the last drop of cum out of it.
I stare, mesmerized, as he squeezes the last drop out of his cock.
My pussy is literally throbbing as I watch him.
And did he call himselfdaddy?
I squeeze my thighs together hard at the thought of him calling himself that. I don't know why I like it, but I do.
It's dirty, forbidden, and oh so fucking hot.
I've never seen a man come before. I've never even seen a naked man before—not in person, anyway.
John's shoulders finally slump, and then his eyes flick up to the mirror.
He goes completely still when he sees me staring at him, and all I can do is stare back at him in the mirror.
Both of our chests are heaving up and down, and I watch as John's eyes rake over my body before they settle on where I've got my thighs pressed together.
A thousand thoughts are racing through my mind. Desire, guilt, shame, embarrassment.
I don't even think. I just react on instinct when I turn and run.
CHAPTERTHREE
John
My cock surges backto life when I see Melanie standing there, her mouth open.
