Refresh by Suzanne Steele

Author:Suzanne Steele [Steele, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Suzanne Steele Books
Published: 2018-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“Fucking. Hell.” Reese’s cheeks puffed on a hard exhale as his soapy hand picked up speed. The ceramic tile was cold on his shoulder blades. He leaned against the wall, one hand on his shaft and the other squeezing his balls as he manhandled his junk. It was always a good idea to blow off some steam before a date, especially if it had been a while. Reese had been working long hours recently and there had been no time to get laid.

He was taking out a girl from work. Marma. What the hell kind of name was that? She wasn’t really his type and he wasn’t remotely attracted to her, but it had indeed been a while and at this point any warm, wet orifice would do. She’d already made it very clear that she was a sure thing, but he’d keep things civil by buying her dinner first and making sure she got hers before he got his.

Unfortunately, thinking about Marma didn’t exactly get his dick worked up for the evening ahead. He closed his eyes–like he’d probably have to do when he got Marma back to his place after dinner and clothes started coming off. He shifted gears and tried to think of other things…long, blonde hair…sweet curves…a luscious ass.

“Oh, yeah, that’s it.” His dick definitely had a mind of its own and, damn him, it kept going back to that photograph. The one he’d seen on Wolf’s desk, of Wolf and his late sister, Fey. Reese decided that he was one sick fuck to be getting turned on by thoughts of a dead girl he’d never met. But it was hard to resist when the resulting erection was so effortless. So he went with it, stroking his cock with a firm hand and reaching back to stroke his backdoor. Fuck, he loved how good that felt. He knew he wasn’t going to be on the receiving end of any anal play tonight; not with those long, fucking fake nails of hers. Luckily, he was a DIY kind of guy.

When Reese finally climaxed to thoughts of his blonde dream girl, the orgasm nearly buckled his knees. He let the shower spray rinse away the evidence while he caught his breath, then he dried off and hung up his towel. Looking forward to the night ahead, he whistled as he shaved in front of the mirror with a towel slung low around his hips. “Papa better get ready if he wants the real thing,” he chuckled. “Don’t want to be chafing any delicate skin later on.”

Fey scowled from where she was perched on the countertop by the mirror. Fuck it! It was time to get real if she was going to get her hooks in him. She focused on the light switch on the wall and the lights went out.

“Hmm, that’s weird.” Reese reached over and flicked the light switch, flooding the room with light once more.

“One more time for good measure,” Fey said out loud to the man who couldn’t hear her.

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