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I grinned. “Pulled them out of the hamper this morning. Still warm. Still damp from your pussy. Got a fresh whiff of your musk. Been thinking about it all goddamn day.”

“You’re sick,” she spat out with a little more heat—but stared at my hand as I slid it up and over my tip again. The schlicking noise of more pre-cum coating my fingertips tingled my balls.

“And I’ll bet your wet,” I grunted the words with assurance, lifting my hips to fuck my fist through her panties.

Mute, lips parted, and chest heaving, she met my gaze.

Blue eyes hazed with innocent lust—fuck how I wanted to ruin her mascara, streak her cheeks with blackened tears.

“If I slid my fingers between your thighs, what would I find, Addilyn?” I fucked through my grasp again, imagining shoving my dick into her throat, ready to blow my spunk all over my chest while she watched. “Hmm? Are you wet for my dick, princess?”

“Y-you’re sick.” Face full-on red, she rushed across the bathroom—and slammed my goddamn door shut.

My balls exploded, and I grunted with every ribbon of sticky white spurting over my chest and abs.

“Fucking hell…” I gritted my teeth as the last two dribbles leaked from my slit. “Jesus.”

I sank back, chuckling at the ceiling, knowing Addilyn would never again open her bathroom door without peeking first.

Uptight little princess definitely needed that stick removed from her ass—if only she’d let me slide it out and replace the length with my dick.

I ended up stroking myself to climax minutes later to thoughts of her tight rosebud stretching around my girth, her tears soaking her pillow—because no fucking way would I take her in my bed. It’d be on her sheets, her virginal mattress, where I would fuck the attitude right out of her and show her she was just as depraved as me.

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