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I continue to play with her pussy even as I reach into my back pocket with my free hand, searching for my wallet. I flip it open and reluctantly pull my fingers from her, licking them clean so I can taste more of her and then fishing for a condom.

“We’re doing this fast, but that’s not what I want,” I tell her as I catch the condom wrapper in my teeth and unzip myself.

“It’s not?” she questions, and I shake my head, but I lose my train of thought as I pull my guy out and find him… inactive. Well, maybe that’s not the best way to describe him. He’s active. He’s just not… fully active. Certainly not anywhere near my regular and a wave of panic hits me and hits me hard.

Because I’ve never had this problem before.

I give him a few quick jerks, mentally egging him on. I keep rubbing her, touching her, using her wetness to coat my dick, and still… he’s half-mast.

“Come on,” she clips out nervously, her gaze casting over to the door, reminding me that I’m on the clock and that’s not helping anything. “What’s wrong?”

My eyes jump up to hers. “Nothing,” I sputter quickly, forcing a smile as sweat starts to coat my brow.

“You sure?”

No. I’m not fucking sure.

Because why the motherfuck am I not hard? The hottest woman I’ve ever seen is bent over a bathroom sink with her sweet ass and wet, wanting pussy, and I’m having… performance issues. No. This is not who I am. Something like that doesn’t happen to guys like me. I’m twenty-seven, not eighty-seven.

This is not the time for whiskey dick, brother. Come on. Harden up for me.

“Please. I want this. I want you. Now.”

I shake my head, and without thinking, plunge my semi straight into her. And holy hell she feels unbelievable. I don’t know if it’s her or if it’s the situation, but I’d swear, nothing has ever felt better. This is it. This is what I need. Her hot, tight pussy around me. I’ll be hard in no time.

I start to pump into her in earnest, thrusting like a madman, convinced the harder I fuck her, the harder my cock will grow.

My mouth opens as I suck in a ragged breath, absently noting something flashing from the corner of my eye as it falls. I don’t linger on it as I’m too busy giving her everything I have. Harder. Faster. But to no avail.

All I can think about is why the hell am I not hard?

Her pussy is gripping me, sucking me in, wanting every inch I can give her.

She’s moaning and pushing back against me and wiggling her hips and searching for me as she says things that I’m hardly listening to because I’m too focused on this.

This… nothing. Fuck!

“Good?” I somehow question, already knowing it’s not good for her. How could it be?

“Uh. Hm. Yeah. Um. Can you… go deeper, maybe? Harder?”

I can try.

I’m losing my mind right now and that’s only seeming to make this worse. I do my best. I give it my full focus and I pound into her like a madman. I reach around and find her clit, anything to make it better for her. Anything to give her the orgasm I promised.

She’s not going to come, and I feel like garbage for it.

But then something happens. Something out of nowhere. “Fuck!” Because with all my pumping and thrusting and fucking and focus on my dick, I start to come. It slams into me like a tsunami, abrupt and completely devastating. It happens so fast that I can’t stop it. Hell, it doesn’t even make sense—can you come without being fully erect?

Evidently, the answer is yes because that’s what’s happening right now.

“Did you just…”

“I did.” Shit. Fuck. “I’m so sorry. That’s never happened before.” I stare down at where I’m still inside her and then up to her face. She’s not happy with me and I can’t blame her. “I swear, that’s never happened to me. There has to be some sort of medical explanation. Give me five minutes. My best friend is a doctor. He’ll figure this out.”

Without waiting on her to say anything, I pull out and tuck my former best man back into my jeans.

In my desperation, I start spewing words a mile a minute. “Just don’t go, okay? I’m sorry. I know this is messed up and not what you were looking for. Please stay and wait for me. I… I want to make this so good for you and I want you, so just stay.” I flee the bathroom, utterly mortified and panicked in a way I’ve never been before.

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