Caius
I massage my temples as I lean back against the bed. Kathryn didn’t let me leave but arranged for a room beside that girl… Loraine’s room.
What is wrong with me? I am supposed to be keeping that girl at arm’s length, and here I am, with a throbbing d**k and a churning arousal.
Fuck.
I need a shower.
A cold one.
I step under the cold sprays, the heat on my skin prickly and thrumming. My eyes flutter close as my fingers close around my length. I hiss as my grip tightens. My mind conjures the images of Loraine, moaning wantonly as I brought her to the edge, the wet heat that I felt around my tongue, the intoxicating smell of hers, the softness of her skin.
I groan as I slide my hand up and down my length; the precome lessens the friction. A low growl leaves my lips as I feel
