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“Erin…” Her name leaves my mouth before I realize it. She draws her lower lip into her mouth, and the way those small white teeth are biting into the plump flesh makes me groan.
Then she cups my erection through the thin cotton of my briefs, and I gasp, grasping at my last thread of control not to come yet.
“You’re so hard,” she murmurs. “Is your girlfriend not taking care of you?”
I frown, trying to process her words. “I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“No?” Her fingers dip under the elastic of my briefs, tugging. The fabric catches on my dick, and I moan helplessly.
“No.”
“Wasn’t she calling you on your cell?”
Christ, I told her about Marlene? “Not my girlfriend,” I hiss.
She tugs harder and my dick springs free. My breath comes out in a rush. Sparks ignite behind my balls.
Then she wraps her hand around my cock and that’s all it takes. I can’t even spare the energy to feel embarrassed as I jerk and groan out loud, my dick pulsing in her hand, shooting ropes of white semen up my chest, all over my tats and scars. The first waves are so intense they’re painful, but then the pleasure crests, and it’s all I can do not to shout out as the orgasm goes on and on.
God, it’s been too damn long. Too damn fake, all this time, the sensations washed out and muted. This… this is the real thing, the gut-wrenching, breath-stopping, howl-inducing kind of orgasm I can barely remember ever having before.
It finally stops, and I can feel my knees giving out. I stumble backward until I hit the wall and slide down, my mouth still open as I gasp for breath. I thump my head back, hoping to clear the haze.
“Are you okay?” Erin crouches down next to me, her eyes scanning over my body.
I want to laugh, euphoria lifting me high like a drug. “More than okay.”
“Is this what you need?” she asks. “What you’re used to now?”
Fuck. I close my eyes for a second, trying to understand her question.
“Is this what you came back for? Is this all you want?”
My eyes snap open. “What?” My cum’s cooling on my chest, and the euphoria is wearing off as reality reforms around me.
“I’m not a kid,” she says. “You don’t need to protect me from life’s truths. I can take it. And I need to know. Because if this is all you want from me, then I’m not interested.”
The denial is on the tip of my tongue, but I force it back down. A weight crushes my lungs. I’ve let her down, again. “Why are you here, then? Why did you do this?”
“I have my life, my studies. I want to be a teacher. I want to find someone to love and be happy. What do you want?”
Someone’s knocking on the door. Erin opens it, and Rafe steps inside. I can barely hear his angry words directed at me, about not doing this again, about being so loud the customers heard.
Her words buzz in my ears even as she walks out, following Rafe, and I’m left alone to clean up the mess I’ve made of myself.
Chapter Ten
Erin
Rafe sends me weird looks as I walk through the shop. Of course he is. This time I was the one who led Tyler into the bathroom, took charge and left him on the floor.
I’m in control. Right. When I think of his powerful chest and shoulders, the ripped stomach, the lean hips and strong legs… His arousal, so big and solid. The image of his release, of his face twisting with something like pain… The way he surrendered to pleasure, and to me, the knowledge I did that to him, I made him feel so much...
God. Flames lick my cheeks. I want him like never before. What was I thinking, trying to turn the tables on him? I got nothing out of Tyler and tortured myself by wanting him, plus now I feel like a bitch for delivering that ultimatum when all I really wanted was to kiss away the sadness on his face.
At least I saw the scars. My hands shake as I fish my car keys out of my purse and press the unlock button.
‘Bastard.’ Carved clearly across his chest, partly covered by a big tattoo of skulls and wings. And the vertical scar below… Nasty. Then more tats of skulls on his arms, and my name… My name on his forearm. My pendant around his neck.
