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Fucking hell.
I desperately need a release.
I turn the shower off, grab a towel, and then stalk into my bedroom. Once I’m dried off, I decide to just get it over with.
I lay down on my bed and fish through my nightstand drawer for a bottle of lube. When I find it, I pour out a generous amount and toss the bottle beside me.
My dick is still standing straight up, so I take my hand and spread the lube around. Once I’m properly lubricated, I wrap my hand around myself and get to work.
I pump repeatedly, moving faster with each stroke. While I do, my mind wanders, imagining things Idon’twant.
Things like Lucia in my bed, mouth wrapped around my cock as she swallows me down. The woman is unashamed and seems like she loves sex almost as much as I do—I bet she gives great head.
Not that I have any desire to find out.
Just like I don’t need to find out how she’d feel on top of me, riding my cock, and seeking out only her pleasure. Her tits would probably look incredible as she bounced on me.
But I’ll never know.
I bet her ass would look good, too, as she’s bent over in front of me, letting me fuck her from behind. I could wrap that long hair around my wrist and pull. She’d probably like it rough.
Shame I don’t like her.
The sinful fantasies do me in, and I groan as I coat my stomach and abs in my cum.
At least it worked.
My dick finally isn’t hard anymore.
But that’s only because I just jacked off while thinking about Lucia fucking Torres.
And I don’t know what the fuck that means right now.
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Ariisn’tinthegym when I finish my workout, which is unexpected. I can’t imagine the only thing he wanted to use was the treadmill, but whatever.
I grab my towel and wipe my brow, take a sip from my water bottle, and then walk back to my bedroom to clean off in the attached bathroom.
Really grateful Ari and I don’t have to share a bathroom.
I close my bedroom door behind me and peel off my sweaty clothes, ready to jump into my shower and clean myself off.
Before I make it into the bathroom, though, I hear a noise.
A noise I can’t quite place.
I walk toward where I heard the sound and stop at my wall.
The wallmybedroom shares withAri’sbedroom.
And I hear the sound again.
No mistaking it this time.
The walls here are apparently thin because I canhearAri jacking himself off on just the other side of the wall.
