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My thoughts drifted to Noelle – her body, the way she moved, the very essence of her. I could almost taste her again, the memory of her pussy on my lips igniting a deep longing within me. My pulse quickened, and I could feel the heat beginning to rise inside.
“Damn it, Noelle,” I muttered under my breath, cursing the effect she had on me even in her absence.
I sat down on the edge of the bed, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the pattern on the satin sheets as I recalled our last encounter. The way her eyes sparkled with mischief, her sultry voice whispering sweet nothings into my ear, and the electrifying sensation of her soft skin pressed against mine.
“Xanther,” she had moaned my name, sending shivers down my spine. I could still hear it now, echoing in my mind like a siren’s song, drawing me deeper into the abyss of desire.
“God, I need you,” I whispered, surrendering to the torrent of emotions that threatened to drown me. And at that moment, I knew there was only one thing that could quench the fire burning within – the touch of Noelle herself.
“Focus, Xanther,” I muttered to myself, as a futile attempt to dispel the enticing images of Noelle from my mind. But it was no use; the more I tried to resist, the stronger her hold on me seemed to grow.
“All right then,” I sighed, resolving to confront my desires head-on. I rose from the edge of the bed and began to slowly unbutton my shirt, each click echoing in the quiet room like a siren’s call. As I opened the fabric, my sculpted chest and defined abs were gradually revealed, their reflection catching my eye in the mirrored wall opposite me.
I wondered if my appearance truly pleased her. My fingers trailed along the sharp lines of my muscles, following the valleys and peaks as they dipped and curved. I couldn’t help but think how much more enjoyable the experience would be if it were Noelle’s delicate touch tracing the contours of my body instead of my own.
“Xanther,” I imagined her murmuring softly, her warm breath tickling my earlobe as her fingertips danced across my skin. “You’re so strong... and sexy.”
“Am I?” I replied, playing along with the fantasy. “But not as sexy as you, Noelle.”
“Show me,” she urged with a playful smile. And so, I let my hands glide down my body, each touch sending shivers of anticipation through me, as if it were Noelle’s ghostly caress that made my skin tingle. My heart raced, fueled by a potent mix of desire and longing for her tender touch.
“Damn you, Noelle,” I groaned once more, feeling the heat building up inside me like a volcanic eruption. “You’ve got me wrapped around your little finger, even when you’re not here.”
“Come on, Xanther,” I muttered to myself, fingers fumbling with the waistband of my pants. My hands were trembling with a sense of urgency as I undid the button and zipper, fueled by the fiery desire that was growing inside me like a storm. “Get yourself together.”
“Tick-tock,” I whispered, feeling the pressure of time weigh heavily upon me. I knew that at any moment, someone could come knocking at my door, and I needed to find relief before that happened.
My pants rustled as they fell to the floor, pooling around my feet in a heap of fabric. I couldn’t help but glance down at my exposed body, feeling both proud and slightly embarrassed by the impressive length and girth that was now on display for no one but myself.
“Gods above,” I exhaled, shaking my head. “Noelle would be impressed, wouldn’t she?” I imagined the look of surprise and lust that would cross her face if she were here to see me now.
“Damn it, Xanther,” I scolded myself, trying to shove aside the incessant thoughts of Noelle that threatened to consume me. “Focus.”
“Think about something else,” I ordered myself, attempting to concentrate on anything that wasn’t related to the woman who had somehow managed to embed herself within every fiber of my being. “Anything but her.”
“Maybe... Maybe I should take up painting,” I mused aloud, grasping for distractions. “Or learn to play an instrument. What do you think, Xanther? A guitar or a piano?”
“Ugh, it’s useless,” I groaned, realizing that even the most mundane topics couldn’t hold a candle to the all-consuming nature of my desire for Noelle. “She’s everywhere.”
“Fine,” I conceded, accepting the inevitable. “If she’s going to be in my thoughts no matter what, then I might as well make the most of it.”
As I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock, I couldn’t help but marvel at its weight and power. It was as if this part of me had a life of its own, pulsing with an unmatched intensity.
“Damn,” I muttered under my breath, my mind racing with the thoughts that I so desperately tried to suppress.
“Stop, Xanther,” I chided myself, trying to push away those vivid images of Noelle. But it was futile – her soft lips, her supple skin, and the way she moaned my name filled every corner of my consciousness.
“Fine,” I said to myself, surrendering to my desires. “If I can’t stop thinking about her, then let’s make it worthwhile.”
“Imagine, Xanther,” I whispered, my grip tightening around my cock. “Noelle’s here with you now, touching you just like this.”
“Ah,” I gasped, my imagination doing a frighteningly good job of conjuring up Noelle’s presence. I could almost feel her fingers lightly tracing the contours of my body, her breath hot against my skin.
“Xanther,” she would breathe, her voice low and sultry. “You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.”
“Same here, Noelle,” I’d reply, my voice shaking with the effort it took to maintain control.
“Take me, Xanther,” she’d insist, her eyes pleading with mine. “I need you inside me.”
