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“Duke...” Sylvie’s muffled cry of my name while she touched herself was my undoing.
My fingertips brushed against the wood door as my palm flattened against it.
“Sylvie.” I sounded angrier than I’d intended.
Her sharp intake of breath made me pause.
“Don’t stop,” I commanded, stroking my cock as I closed my eyes and imagined being in the room with her.
Her voice was tight with tension but confident. “I’m not.”
I wrestled to maintain control as I stroked. My abs flexed as I pumped into my fist.
“Are you still there?” she whispered.
“Yes,” I ground out, hating the distance between us.
“Are you . . . touching yourself?”
“Hell yes.”
“I’m close . . . please don’t stop. I’m sorry. I just need . . .”
I was hurtling closer to the edge, so I reached back to my collar, whipping off my shirt as I spoke to her through the door. “Don’t be sorry. I need this too.”
Her moan, no longer stifled, rattled through the darkness. I couldn’t breathe. The air clung to my lungs in thick drags. My jaw flexed, and a knot formed at the base of my spine. A jolt of heat ran down my cock every time my thumb grazed the head. I closed my eyes and imagined Sylvie laid bare before me.
“Duke.”
My name on her lips drove me harder. I clenched my teeth, and I was consumed by her, drowning in her.
Sylvie cried out, then released the air from her lungs in a breathless, satisfied huff. I grunted through a few final tugs before biting back a moan and following right behind her. I tipped my hips, angling my cock so cum gathered on my lower abs.
My breaths were as ragged as hers had been. Small black spots filled my vision, and my knees wobbled.
“Thank you.” She suddenly sounded shy and uncertain.
Spent, I leaned my forehead against the door.
I need to tell her. Tell her I want her and that existing side by side is killing me.
“Good night, Duke.”
I straightened and swallowed down my confession. “Good night, Sylvie.”
As the sheets rustled from behind the door, I gathered myself, tucking my cock back into my jeans and heading down the hall to the second bathroom.
I quietly closed the door and flipped the switch. Harsh, blinding light made me squint. I bit back an oath and looked at myself in the mirror.
What a piece of shit.
I had just come alongside Sylvie, listened to her while she pleasured herself while thinking of me. Maybe it had been wrong, but holy fuck was it hot.
A part of me had hoped that whatever tension had been building between us would finally dissolve. Maybe then she wouldn’t consume every corner of my mind. I took one last look at my reflection before shaking my head and flicking off the light.
Fucking idiot.
