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I stare down my body in shock.
My cock has been nonfunctional for decades. I take a tentative step forward, as if moving too quickly might scare it away.
I groan as another wave of her arousal hits hard and our bond tightens?—
“Oh, sweet, merciful God.”
Genuine lust punches me so hard I all but fall into the closest chair, gripping the arms and trying to breathe through it. Perhaps this new bond—if I were to give in to it—could allow me a reprieve.
Maybe Josephine could truly be my Unity Witch. No. It’s desperation speaking. I’m desperate to reclaim what I had before Celine—before the unity bond ruined everything I had.
I used to enjoy sex.
I used to love sex. I own a damn sex club, for fuck’s sake—one that I can’t even take full pleasure in enjoying.
Another rush of Josephine’s desire hits like the most potent aphrodisiac. My cock bobs against my navel, ready to join the party.
Part of me wants to go downstairs and be part of their joining. A bigger part of me recognizes that this isn’t about Josephine and me…
It’s biological. I don’t need to accept the bond to let off the pressure and I can focus my life again.
Shirt. Shoes. Belt. Zipper. After shedding my clothes, I settle in the closest chair with my legs spread wide.
“What have you been reduced, too?” Manon appears, sitting on my desk, her gaunt face judging me. I lean back and curse. I consider stopping, but I ache so badly, I think I might die.
Screw it—let her watch.
“You’re not going to ruin this for me,” I say to the ghost, willing her away. I would die before I let her steal this pleasure from me.
Closing my eyes, I send my palm over the ridged planes of my six-pack. My skin is hot and smooth, stretched over honed muscles. I dip south and squeeze my sac. My balls are so tight, they feel like they might burst from the pressure.
Dammit. I need this.
I grip my shaft, and the contact is electric. I groan as my erection kicks in my hand. It feels good. Sooo good.
I start a slow tugging rhythm and sink into the sensation. This. This is what I’ve been searching for. Well, not exactly, but after so long, even my hand feels glorious.
I arch my back as I continue, tapping into the lust flaring through our bond.
My lungs tighten in my chest and I grip tighter and pick up speed. Faster. Harder. The quiet click-click-click of my rhythm breaks the silence. I glance down at the glistening head of my cock. Precum rises through the opening, slicking my crown…
Oh fuck. This is heaven, surely.
I throw my head back, the reward of release pulsing in my balls but refusing to come. I’m suspended at the edge of the most glorious pleasure, my entire body coiled with a hunger deeper than I’ve ever felt.
I focus on the steady click-click of tossing hard with cum leaking from my tip. It’s so good. I need this so badly. It’s been so long.
My balls are on fire. They tighten and lock, quivering with the need to let loose. “Yes,” I pant. I hammer at myself, my load begging to gain freedom.
“Yes, fuck…”
The bond is vibrating with sexual pleasure, and it lights me up. Hot streams of cum break free and my entire body vibrates with the pleasure of it.
It’s better than I remember.
My arm aches but I refuse to stop until I’ve wrung out every drop of cream from my cock. When it’s done, I collapse into the chair and try to breathe.
“You look absolutely wrecked, my love.”
