Leon closed his eyes as the hot, scalding shower water beat down on his skin. He braced his palms against the black-and-white-tiled walls and let out a deep breath. His jaw had been so tightly clenched that it ached, and he hadn't even noticed. He thought of Lily and how good she would look naked in the shower with him. He couldn't help but feel his c**k harden at the image of her skin against his. She was a virgin, and he loved that about her. But at the same time, he grew frustrated that she wouldn't meet his needs. Marrying her was what he was supposed to do. Mia wasn't marriage or wifey material.
Leon prided himself on discipline: routine, order, restraint. Even when things went wrong, he was always in control. That was how he built his reputation. That was how he built his life.
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