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“I’m off duty,” she adds as she leans over and sticks my cock in her mouth.

CHAPTER 10

OLIVER

present day

Do friends jerk off in the shower to memories of their friends sucking their dick?

Asking for a friend.

Friends. For a second there, I really thought I could do it. I thought, whatever. I’ve had one-night stands before. I’ve hit it and quit it, as they say. Life went on. Nothing changed.

And then there was Paige Landon.

I can hardly remember the names of other women I’ve slept with over the years, but I can remember with perfect clarity every single detail of my night with her. Those deep, youthful eyes. That vulnerable smile. How easy it was to seduce her, which was — admittedly — selfish of me, but what can I say?

Carpe diem.

The problem with remembering every single detail of my night with Paige is that I remember the morning after, too. It felt nice to wake up and see her. I wanted to wake up and see her again.

She, however, did not.

Rejection is a part of life. It happens every day, even to me now and then. But getting rejected by Paige Landon came as a surprise.

The more time we spent away from each other, the easier it became to ignore her. I stopped picturing those adorable blue-rimmed spectacles nestled beneath perfectly styled blonde bangs. I stopped imagining the absolute heaven hidden within those tight blouses she wears. I no longer craved the bliss waiting for me beneath her pencil skirts. Peach-colored panty hose. Sharp high heels. Concave cheeks and a wide-open pink mouth…

Fuck. One more stroke and I’m gonna?—

I flex hard as I come. I squeeze my eyes closed beneath the bursting showerhead, smothering the image of Paige on her knees in front of me. Warm water washes away the cum and body sweat dripping down the drain as the inevitable post-ejaculation clarity takes over my oxygen-deprived brain.

I can do this.

I grab the top towel off the rack and dab my torso while tapping my dripping toes on the plush bathmat.

I can control my urges.

A quick jerk every morning for the next two weeks should be more than enough to make it through this trip.

I can keep my hands to myself.

I toss the towel over my shoulders with a nod, feeling better about the situation now that I’ve released that tension.

Urges completely controlled.

I slide open the bathroom door to let out some steam, and my spent cock instantly twitches to life again.

Paige Landon is in my suite.

She’s bent over the edge of my bed, rifling through my open suitcase. My eyes lock on that beautiful rump of hers, gladly gliding down those perfect legs. Red and black shoes. Red and black blouse and skirt. She likes red. She looks good in red.

Okay.

Maybe a quick jerk in the afternoons is necessary, too.

Paige quickly turns around to face me with two red neckties draped over her arm.

“Good mo— oh!” She twists right back around. “Sorry! I didn’t think you’d be…”

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