••• Hayden’s POV •••

It had been a few days since I last saw Lottie, and my mind kept replaying the heated sessions we had, which turned my limp dick in my pants rock-hard instantly.

Standing up, I strode to lock the door to my study before going back to my seat and unzipping my pants.

Fisting my cock, I began pumping fast, moaning out her name, imagining her intoxicating scent, how beautiful she looked as she rode me, and how good it felt to bury myself in her.

I finished fast all over my hand, and yet... I didn't feel satisfied.

Fuck, what the hell was wrong with me?...