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I’d love to get a look at the thing. Find out what kind of cock my Jillian likes. Heck, there’s no such thing as a small vibrator, unless it’s one of those egg numbers that are just for the clit.
How the hell I know this escapes me. Since vibrator-play isn’t my thing. My cock gets the job done along with my mouth and fingers.
She’s really going to town on herself.
A smile ghosts across my mouth. I gave it to her so good, she needs a fake dick to the take the edge off.
Why is she fucking a fake dick? Why am I not in her bed fucking her for real and just staring at her like a stalking pervert?
Hot blood rushes through my veins differently around this woman and that means trouble. No one controls me.
The stiff dick twitching in my pants begs to differ, and if he could talk, he’d scream for me to give Jillian what she craves. It’s so big and pulsing so hard it might knock on the glass door and take matter into his own hands.
If he had hands.
I reach for the front of my trousers and just a brush against my swollen, aching cock releases a hiss from my lips.
Blood pounds in my ears watching that naked, gorgeous woman who thinks she’s too curvy to be worshipped. Countless fuckers in her dating app lined up. It’s only a matter of time before she figures out her responses are blocked.
Christ, she loves dick.
I did this. I made her love cock.
I was her first, and my throat tightens as my soul whispers I should be her only cock.
Fuck, what’s happening to me? I’ve never been off the rails like this. Putting so much on the line and…
“Eoghan, fuck me. Fuck me harder,” floats out from the bedroom.
My dick throbs when that little brat calls my name.
“Okay,” slips from my lips and before I can stop myself, I’m jerking off watching her.
My cock falls into my palm, throbbing, aching. Pissed off it’s taken this long to be in my hands. I come ten fucking seconds later, spilling over my tight fist and dripping onto the concrete.
Good, I’ve marked my territory.
Daniel Vance is forcing me to stick around and all the while, Jillian is going to be banging a vibrator every night calling out my name.
If it’s the last thing I do, she’ll be fucking my very real aching cock very soon.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Jillian
Coming down from my orgasm, pain pinches inside my chest.
That was amazing, but the lack of intimacy stings.
No strong arms holding me. No lips kissing me. No cuddling after.
The no cuddling part I’m used to. Eoghan got off and then got off me. Swallowing hard and making sure my vision returned to normal, stars no longer dancing in front of my eyes, I push off the bed.
I catch a breeze from my open balcony slider. The crisp wind and the hum of the city will knock me out like a drug. I’m high up and no one can see me, so I stick to my nakedness and wander into the living room for my phone.
Drinking a cool glass of water, I check the dating app and tears prick my eyes. “Still no one?”
It’s either that terrible picture of me or something is wrong. Before I call Trista to log in and change the pic, I play around with the settings. Maybe there are filters that are stopping profiles from matching with mine.
