KAEL

The highway blurred under my tires as I gripped the steering wheel so tight . Every mile I put between me and that house felt like I was tearing my own skin off.

I should’ve felt relief. Instead, my cock was still rock hard, throbbing painfully against my zipper because of her.

Selena.

I got home, slammed the door, and paced the living room like a caged animal.

I fucking ignored all the available work emails.

And under the cold shower? I lasted three minutes before my hand wrapped around my thick, aching cock, stroking hard under the water as memories flooded me.

Her tight, married pussy stretching around...