Zander
I can smell her.
She has somehow taken over my massive fucking house with her scent, and the moment my dick stirs I demand it go back down.
I can't let her get to me, no way in fucking hell. She’s just a prostitute for fuck’s sake, nothing special.
My dick disagrees though like the treacherous bastard that it is.
I make my way through the kitchen and up to my room, becoming angrier as more of her scent consumes me. She is fucking everywhere.
I grab the back of my shirt in my hand and pull it over my head, throwing it on the floor as I make my way towards my bathroom to shower. I kick my pants off, along with my boxers before reaching for the taps and turning the water to scalding hot.
Maybe burning my balls off will set me straight.
I climb under the spray and close my eyes, trying to remove the pretty blue-eyed hooker from my thoughts.
Fuck, now I'm hard.
I consider my options for a second then grasp my throbbing dick in my hand, stroking it firmly a few times before resting my forearm against the shower wall, leaning my forehead against it.
I pump my fist faster, a small groan leaving me at the building pleasure. I don't have to wait long once I picture Selene on her knees, her eyes staring up at me as she swallows my dick deep, her wavy blonde hair wrapped firmly around my fist.
Heat tingles down my spine as my balls tighten, causing me to grunt and slow my hand as hot cum jets from my dick and hits the shower wall.
I stand there for a moment not moving, needing to steady myself from the intensity of it. I swear I haven’t cum that hard in my fucking life.
I finally rinse the evidence of my weak moment from the wall before rinsing my body and turning the water off, stepping out to grab a towel. I’m not expecting Blaze to be leaning against the sink with his arms crossed and his signature scowl on his face. I didn’t even hear him come in.
"Well, that was fucking disgusting," he comments, but the ghost of a smile tugs at his lips.
I wrap the towel around my waist and snort, frowning at him with annoyance.
"You didn't have to watch, asshole. I’m in my fucking bathroom, it’s not like I did it in the kitchen."
Seriously, I can't even jack off in my own fucking bathroom any more without someone complaining?
His eyebrow quirks up, amusement filling his eyes. Well, it’s as close to amusement as it gets. Blaze is way too serious all the time.
"She's getting to you more than you let on, Zander."
"Who?" I grumble, moving into my room with him hot on my heels.
"The whore your dad's fucking," he grunts as if I’m stupid.
I stare at him for a moment before grabbing some boxers and quickly pulling them on.
"I haven't thought about the cunt, why would she be getting to me?" I bite out, but he smirks, cocking his head at me.
"You said Selene when you nutted. That's her name, isn't it?"
Fuck.
I go to speak but he rolls his eyes and cuts me off.
"I think it’s a dumb idea but fuck her and get her out of your system or something. You need to get to her before Darius and Santos do, or there's going to be nothing left for you to stick your dick in. Fuck her, then let them have her. I meant what I said earlier, man. You won't have to see her again once those two get their hands on her. Fuck her, then get your head in the game."
"She's just a paid slut that Henry likes to blow in. She's nothing more than a cum bucket, so it’s not like she's messing me up. My head’s in the game, I promise," I grit out, not liking this conversation in the slightest.