Page 38 of Righteous Enforcer
My blood heats, rushing downward to my dick.
"Goddammit," I growl, slamming my palm against the wall.
I'm hard. Have been since I kissed her, if I'm honest.
The rage and desire twisting into something dangerous, something I shouldn't indulge.
But I'm alone now.
My hand drifts down, wrapping around my cock as I close my eyes again.
In my mind, Eva isn't walking away.
She's here, in this shower with me, her naked body pressed against mine as water sluices between us.
I stroke myself slowly at first, remembering the taste of her neck, the feel of her under many hands. In my fantasy, I lift her againstthe shower wall, her legs wrapping around my waist as I thrust into her. She's tight and wet for me.
My strokes quickening as I imagine her nails digging into my shoulders, her head thrown back in pleasure until she screams my name.
The fantasy shifts.
She’s on her knees, my dick sliding between her lips.
My breath comes faster, my hand working furiously now.
In my mind, I’m fucking her mouth, whispering filthy words.
"Fuck," I groan as the pressure builds. I'm close, so close?—
I come with Eva's name on my lips, my cum washing away down the drain. For a moment, I stand panting.
Then reality crashes back.
Eva isn't mine anymore, might never truly have been.
I shut off the water with a vicious twist.
The fantasy fades, leaving only the truth.
Eva let me believe she was dead.
She kept my daughter from me for years.
Whatever we had is gone.
But Mirabella, she's my blood.
My child.
And no one, not even her mother, will keep her from me again.
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I close the door behind me, leaning against it as my legs threaten to give out. The kiss still burns on my lips.
God, what have I done?
