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She moans when I drag my finger down her crack and then slip it into her wet pussy. “Oh, god, Nate.”

“God can’t help you in here.” A Joker-like grin spreads across my face as I lather her tight hole with lube. “Keep your eyes on the screen.”

I follow my own instructions, focused on River’s muscular ass. He has a cute dimple on his left butt cheek that pops each time he thrusts into her. Seeing him dominate Samantha only makes me want to do the same. And since he’s not here, this is the next best thing.

As I fuck Samantha’s ass, I shove two fingers in her pussy. It’s still not enough. So, I add another. I need her nice and full—how she feels when River and I fuck her. But even that’s not enough because my fingers are a poor replacement for River’s dick.

“Holy shit,” she hisses. “Wow, that feels good, Nate.”

I fuck her like a madman possessed, the metal headboard slamming into the wall.

Thump, thump, thump.

She whines.

Screams.

Begs me for more.

“Harder, Nate.”

I fill her with so much force my balls smack her pussy over and over until I know I left a mark. But she likes it this way.

Rough, hard, no mercy.

Someone bangs on the wall.

One of my teammates.

Fuck them.

I’m about to come.

I’m so close.

And it’s not because of her.

It’s because ofhim.

River.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I don’t understand my obsession with him.

I’m not gay.

I don’t like guys.

So, why do I miss him?

CHAPTER14

RIVER

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