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My man cave had minimal shit in it. One couch. One bed. One fridge. And a shitload of beer. What more did a man want or need?

I fell down on my couch, leaning my head back and letting out a breath when someone knocked on the door. Three knocks, light and leisurely. I knew exactly who it was and didn’t have the strength.

Sighing, I got up and opened the door, met by a dark brown lecherous gaze.

“Hi.” Thick black eyelashes batted at me, red lips pouting.

“Not tonight, Tanit.” I leaned against the door, blocking her way so she got the message that she wasn’t welcome.

Biting her bottom lip, she flipped her long dark hair over her naked shoulder, the leather corset top making it impossible to ignore the big, round tits shoved up for everyone to notice. “I saw you in the bar. You seemed like you needed a little…distraction.” The words dripped from her lips like candle wax. Slow, seductive, and meant to burn.

“I said not tonight.” About to close the door, she shot out her hand, holding it open.

“Granite, what’s going on? It’s been months…you know, since you—”

“Fucked you?” No use beating around the bush.

“Well…yeah.”

I rubbed my forehead. “You knew the deal, Tanit.”

“I know.” She held up her hands, retreating a little. “No strings. I know. I was just wondering, since it’s been so long, if we could,” she licked her cherry red lips, leering eyes raking over me, “help each other out.”

The first day she ended up in my bed, I knew it was a mistake. She was young, didn’t quite fit in, and that made her do stupid things…like get into my bed in the middle of night, naked and already smelling like wet pussy. I might have been the leader, the one who was supposed to know better, but I was also just a man with a dick. So I fucked her. And since she didn’t turn out to be the clingy, talking-out-of-the-bedroom type, I ended up fucking her a few more times after that.

I roughed my palm across my beard, the scratchy sound filling the hollow silence between us. “Listen, Tanit. I’ve been straight with you from the start.”

“I know that. And I accepted your terms.”

“Then you’ll accept my rejection tonight as well.”

Her heel clicked on the floor as she took a step back. “You don’t want me anymore?”

“Jesus, Tanit. It was never about me wanting you or not. You know that.”

She turned her head, facing away from me while nodding. “Okay. Well,” she glanced at the ground, “it was good while it lasted.” She turned and walked away.

Jesus fucking Christ. “Yo, Tanit.” I leaned out the door and looked her way.

She turned.

“You’re a good woman. You’ll find the right guy. That guy just ain’t me.”

The smile on her lips was as fake as tomorrow’s news. “Yeah.”

After closing the door, I lit a cigarette. Tanit probably hated me now, but at least I had a clear conscience by being straight with her from the start. It was her own fault if she invested more into our little fuck-fest than she should have.

Once I realized that there was a chance I could have the one woman I’d wanted for so long, I never once gave Tanit the sign that she was welcome in my bed. The prospect of having Alyx occupied every corner of my mind, and my dick ached just for her. God, I wondered what it would feel like to have her tiny body beneath me, all innocent and inexperienced. An untouched body. A tight, intact pussy. All mine. Only mine.

Just thinking about it made my cock hard.

I unzipped my pants, pulling out my dick and gripping it tight.

Alyx didn’t have big breasts, but they were perfect for her body. How would she react if I teased them with my fingertips, licked her tiny nipples with my tongue? Would she moan? Whimper and writhe on the sheets while my touch traveled down south, gently slipping a finger though her slit? Would I find her wet, needy, her pussy begging to suck me inside her?

I turned, pressing my arm against the door and leaning my head into the crook of my elbow. My hand moved, pumping my cock.

I imagined her legs all wide and spread-eagled just for me. It would be easy for her to bend and buck in any way I wanted her. That body of hers was supple, flexible, and there was no limit to how I’d be able to fuck her.


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