Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 113710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
I move closer when Camille stirs before she blinks sleepily at me. Her eyes—my eyes—search my face for the answer to the question she isn’t brave enough to ask just yet.
Did you find her?
I sit on the edge of her bed and brush her hair back. “Yeah, I did,” I murmur. “Not too much longer, and she’ll be here.”
Camille nods once, trusting my oath, then rolls over and falls back asleep.
I linger a little longer before heading to my room to take a shower, hopeful scorching-hot water will clear my thoughts. My bedroom is next to Camille’s. Unlike Camille’s zoo-themed room, mine features a dark, masculine color scheme.
I cross the unusually large room in five quick strides, removing my clothes along the way. My two-sizes-too-small pants are the first to come off.
Steam fills the space when I turn on the faucet full blast. I prefer my shower water scalding hot. After stepping into the double-headed shower, I brace my hands on the tile and let the water pound against my back.
It feels heavenly, but it doesn’t wash away any of Lucia’s scent.
With it drifting through the steam, within seconds, her ecstasy-riddled face flashes before my eyes, and then her voice curls around me, thickening my cock. The way she looked at me when she was about to come confirms that Matteo and Nico are right. I’m in trouble. But I don’t care. I’ll find her and bring her home, as promised. Then it’ll be her wrapping her hand around my cock, instead of my own.
A quick jerk-off in the shower isn’t solely about release. It’s about ensuring I don’t fall into the same traps as before. Things with Anna burned fast because the sparks firing between us were nothing but lust. It was the exhilaration of the hunt and tasting the forbidden.
A lot has changed since then. I’m older now, more mature. Becoming a father changed me.
Though you wouldn’t believe a word I spoke if you could see how fast I’m jerking my dick.
Again, this isn’t about release. I need to do anything to clear my head.
This seems the easiest and most logical solution.
While picturing Lucia in the many positions I put her in tonight, I quicken my strokes. Only a handful of my thoughts revolve around my mouth devouring her soaked cunt. Some of them feature the routine she did on the pole and how I’ve never been more immediately enraptured.
My cock tenses with each frantic pump, and pre-cum leaks with every grind. I imagine Lucia’s moans as her body bucks through the shimmers coating her skin with sweat. She chases orgasms with the same intensity she uses when commanding the attention of every man in the room. With pure perfection.
An involuntary moan escapes my mouth when I slide my thumb over the slit in my crown, still sensitive. Lucia’s lips slid over my cock over six hours ago, but I can still recall every thought that crossed her mind with precise detail.
Her sultry lips were glistening with spit and stretched to within an inch of their life, and her eyes were arrested on mine.
She couldn’t accept all of me in her mouth, but what she could felt amazing.
My thigh muscles bunch as I glide my hand up and down my shaft, grunting with each pump. I pretend Lucia is on the other side of the foggy glass, watching me. Her smile is as teasing as mine, and her thighs are drenched.
Her hooded eyes set ablaze as she watches me unravel.
Spreading my feet to the width of my shoulders, I angle my body toward the entry of the bathroom. I bend my knees and rock my dick in and out of my fist, my lower lip caught between my teeth.
Even though there’s no visible object in my view but steam, I take in the way the stiff peaks of Lucia’s nipples brush against the metallic material of her bikini top, and notice that her bikini bottoms are shadowed with wetness.
A low groan rumbles up my throat as I grip my cock firmer.
I’m going to do this once she’s here with me for real. I’ll admire her curvy hips and the cock-thickening swells of her breasts while masturbating like my long stint of abstinence hadn’t recently rescinded.
“Fuck.”
The thought of Lucia’s lips parting as she sucks in desperate breaths while watching me makes me stroke my dick faster. I slam my hand to the base before returning it to the tip again and again.
Will she be so turned on by how horny she makes me that she’ll touch herself to alleviate the pulse between her legs? That would be a show I’d sign up for time and time again. I’d shell out far more than the hundred thousand I spent tonight. I’d give her every digit in my bank account.
There are a fuck ton of them, though not as many as there were before Anna arrived at my door.