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But the second I step under the shower, all the irritation hits again. My body stings where those damn fire ants decided to make their home. Especially south.
I’ve been violated, and my whole body is hypersensitive.
I adjust the water temperature. Hot. Cold. Anything to distract me from the feeling of fire ants crawling across my skin. I breathe through it, flinching when the water hits the tender spots.
My mind flashes back to her standing there, helpful, touching me in places I only dream about her touching me. But damn it, that hadn’t been what was going on in my head when she was saving my manhood from extinction.
Hell, no.
But there I stood, hard as a fucking rock. Mortification doesn’t begin to explain how I feel right now.
Damn, my left turn.
Damn me for getting on the bus in the first place.
The pain begins fading, but not all of it. Every inch of me feels raw. Just when I think I’m in the clear, I catch a glimpse of myself.
I’m still rock hard.
Of course.
Of course, I am.
I’m stuck here with a painfully hard dick and raw bites so tender there ain’t going to be any relieving it.
I groan, closing my eyes and leaning my hand against the shower wall.
“Think about anything else.”
The cattle.
The ranch.
The next ride.
I groan. Not that next ride.
Long rides through the dusty plains, the smell of the saddle worn over years, the soft creak of boots on a weathered floorboard.
Then there’s a knock on the door.
“Hart?” Her damn voice and my dick snaps back to attention. “There’s a truck that can’t get around us and wants you to move.”
21: TESTOSTERONE-FUELED DETOUR
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I RIP OPEN the beef jerky, slow and calculated. I know he’s watching. But I don’t give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it.
Yeah, I went and fished them out of the grass where he threw them at the gas station. And, yeah, I brought them along for the ride. I paid for them, and I don’t care if he has a truck full of Wilde jerky.
He can jerk off.
Or go jerk himself off.
Which he won’t. Not with the ant bites on his most sensitive parts.
