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There was no stopping my orgasm.

Groaning, I erupted, head tipping back, eyes rolling as euphoria crashed over me. Spunk splattered up my chest. Landed on my chin as expected. Even my fucking nose received a gift from my pulsing dick.

“Jesus—fuck.” I spasmed, my entire body jerking with every jet of cum up my throbbing shaft. My heels dug into the mattress as I humped my fist with desperation. “Fuck!”

I grunted and fell back, milking every last drop from my slit. Moaning a litany of curses, I continued to stroke over my slick glans, still horny as fuck. My ass ached to be filled, so I splayed my legs wide and toyed with my second piercing before coating two fingers in my own cum and shoving them in my hole. I was so damn greedy for it I didn’t even mind the slight burn while I reached deep for my prostate.

“Ah, fucking…right there,” I whispered to myself and started stroking inside and out.

The head of my dick squished through my cum-soaked palm, and I took myself to the point of intense pleasure/pain, beyond sensitive from having already erupted once. Every rub over my sweet spot inside my ass ramped me back up until I writhed beneath self-torture.

Wide shoulders and olive skin. Dark alluring eyes. Sensual mouth parting…

Come again.

I heard the professor’s words in my head—and I gave him what he hadn’t meant to ask for. A second orgasm kicked me in the groin, shooting lesser spurts up over my lower abs.

Pathetic whining noises spilled past my lips, but I felt too fucking high on endorphins to care. One last twitch of my dick, a final pulse of my ring around my plunging fingers, and the rest of my body went limp.

Sated—completely drained—I lay spent as adrenaline continued to race through my pounding heart and to my extremities.

Best jerk off session ever.

Grinning, I slid my fingers from my ass and stretched over my soft bed. Luscious tingles skittered over my skin from the kick-ass orgasms that had been simmering in my nuts all day.

If my Prince Charming had been present, I’d have climbed aboard his dick and ridden him until I came a third time.

I rubbed my cum up over my abs and chest, imagining it was his hands, his spunk soaking into my skin. Never had I ever wanted a man’s scent to bury deep inside me. Stick around until dry…mark me with some Neanderthal-like show of ownership.

My dick twitched at the image in my mind, and I lifted my head once more to eye the damn thing.

“Seriously?” The fucker attempted to move again. “Jesus fucking Christ.” I laughed and rolled off the bed onto jelly-like legs. My dick swung and wetly smacked against my thigh. “Stay that way, will you? I’ve got work to do.”

But shower first.

I ended up with three fingers up my ass and another weak orgasm’s spunk disappearing down the drain before I finished beneath the spray.

Even though I wanted to pass the fuck out afterward, I sat at my kitchen table and ate a dinner of leftover cold pizza loaded with black olives, a textbook open in front of me. My eyes crossed a few times, and I guzzled an energy drink loaded with caffeine rather than the beer I thirsted for.

Who knew school at almost thirty was so damn tiring? And how the hell was a man supposed to focus on words when fantasies were so much more exciting and rewarding?

That thought gave me pause.

I had something to prove and a father to make proud. Attaining both would be the greatest reward of all.

But fuck, did I struggle to finish my assignments before crashing face-first onto my bed.

Winning, I told myself, giving over to dreams that would have me aching come morning.

Chapter 8

Matteo

O’Malley’s wasn’t busy seeing as it was a Monday night, so the lack of chatter would make talking to Hanson’s husband about what had happened earlier that morning in class easier and a bit more private. My mind still wasn’t sure about the affair or the consequences it could potentially have.

Leaning over the table between us, dinner finished and a New Hampshire IPA in hand, I slowly released an exhale, preparing myself.

Albert eyed me, waiting patiently since Hanson had told him earlier I had something to share with him and needed advice.

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