Rex
I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I leaned my forehead against the cold tile wall. My chest was heaving.
My skin was on fire.
My hardness throbbed inside my shorts.
What was going on in that room had worked me up so much.
But I had to leave. Not because I was angry or anything jealous, but because I didn’t want to do it. Not in there. Not with Rain and River watching.
Seeing Debbie like that—wide open and taking everything they had—was a trigger. A kind of trigger that made the animal inside me want to break out. And if I handled her that way in there, I knew for sure that Rain and River wouldn’t love it. They might interfere out of pity. So I had to leave.
I stood over the sink, my knuckles white as I gripped it. I looked in the mirror. My eyes were now gl
