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“I paid for the chocolate bars, and after you left, I got more food for the kittens!” Becca retorts, her tone full of offense, unaware that our deal falls apart.

“Well, that pretty much wipes our deal then,” I lean over the sink, splashing water on my face.

“No!” She springs off the bathroom counter and steps closer to me. “Please... I've done everything you asked! Does it really matter that I fixed everything? Mistakes aren't forever if you can make things right.”

Mistakes aren't forever if you can make things right.

You're my mistake, Rebecca Godwill, and I've got to make it right.

“I don't want to hear any more,” I dry with a towel and bolt to the door. Now leave.”

“Think about it!” I open the door, and Becca heads toward the window.

“I promise,” I track her as she slips into her shoes, and the image of her demure white panties peeking from beneath the pleated skirt when she bends down to grab her footwear sends a thrill through me.

“Okay, take all the time you need to think. Goodnight!”

I shake my head and watch her swing her leg over the windowsill. Raindrops dance into the room as Becca pushes the windowsill higher to make her exit.

“Goodnight,” I say and watch her as she vanishes.

I left the garden lights on so she could find her way, but the rain makes me anxious, thinking that the slippery roof might make her fall and break something. So, I head towards the window and watch it until she safely descends and crosses the backyard swiftly.

I close the window and head to the bathroom, where I get rid of my clothes and step into the shower.

The tension in my pelvis is killing me, which is one of the reasons why I had given in so easily. I need to get rid of this boner that has been lasting for far too long and has stated to become painful.

The warm water pouring over my body doesn't make the pain any less bearable, so I take my member in my hand and start stroking it, strangling the swollen, circumcised head, feeling a stabbing sting all the way through the testicles. I lean against the wall with my free hand and my body arches slightly forward, feeling the tension build up with each energetic movement of my wrist. It's not hard to imagine what would have happened if Becca had accepted my proposal, and she'd stayed in my room tonight long enough for me to help her get rid of that nice white underwear, which I bet she smells like the most wonderful place on earth, because beneath that fabric hides something that started to given haunt my nights and days. I can't help but daydream about how her rosy lips would look around my cock.

My thoughts move fast from the softness hidden beneath the fine fabric of her delicate underwear, to my tongue penetrating the small, silky folds that hide the hottest, wettest spot I've ever seen. I start breathing heavily as my mind travels to the feel of my tongue deep into her virgin pussy, and I open my eyes as I feel myself cum. The cum squirts hard against the glass wall, and I imagine what it would be like if it instead squirted down Becca's smooth back, or her small, round breasts. I moan as the image takes over my thoughts, and my butt tightens as my testicles empty of the seed I could have released on her, or better yet, into her.

I watch my throbbing cock drain the last drop and the euphoric feeling is fastly replaced by one of frustration, anger and self-disgust.

I ended up self-pleasuring thinking of something impossible.

“Tshhh,” I grit my teeth and rest both hands on the thick shower glass. “What a waste!” I look at the sperm that is lost in the water in a hurry to turn towards the drain. “You will be mine, Becca!” I run my index finger over the steamed glass, leaving a trail as straight as my path to Becca's rosy pussy.

“Just wait for me!”

CHAPTER 24

FIVE YEARS AGO

Rebecca

The fact that Mom caught us doesn't mean I'm giving up, so, the very next morning, I see Sami in the school hallway.

My heart is pounding, and my palms are sweaty.

It's like my mind has its own soundtrack, playing the beat of “Supermassive Black Hole,” and in my eyes, there's my favorite image: Samael in his uniform.

Oo baby don't you know I suffer?

Oo baby can't you hear me moan?

You caught me under false pretenses

How long before you let me go?

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