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It wasn’t a gentle breeze that did it. I could hear it inside my head like it was happening in real life, the way Chance would shout out his release as he pumped his seed deep inside her womb. The way Kali would scream around my thick, throbbing cock as she clamped down on him.

The way she would suck every last drop clean from my tip.

And I came.

I came so hard, my vision whited out, and my knees buckled. I crashed to the floor of the shower, crumpling beneath the spray as wave after wave of pure pleasure spurted from me and onto the tiles, mingling with the water as it ferried it down the drain. I was left, panting and bruised from the fall, but completely spent and utterly satisfied. If sex with Kali was anything like what I’d imagined, whoever got the pleasure would be one lucky fucking guy.

Just as my sight was returning to me, my heart rate finally slowing down, a knock sounded on the bathroom door.

‘Rhodes? You okay, in there?’ Mikey. ‘I heard a scream and a thud.’

‘Yeah,’ I called out, pleased when my voice didn’t break with how weak I felt after the power of that orgasm. It had wiped me out. Literally. ‘I just slipped in the shower, but I’m okay.’

‘You sure?’ he asked, hesitant, and his concern for me felt good. It had been a long time since anyone besides Jessica and Davey had truly cared about my well-being, but even they had their own lives to live and couldn’t watch over me every second of every day. And I wouldn’t want them to.

Still, it brought a smile to my face and warmth to my heart I hadn’t felt since before my parents had gotten sick.

‘Yeah, man. I’m good.’

‘Okay, well, shout if you need us.’

What a sweet guy. No wonder he was shy. I would bet he’d been taken advantage of a lot in his youth before he’d learned to hide himself away.

‘Will do,’ I called out, then relaxed back against the tiles after I heard him walk away. I reached up, still sprawled on the floor, to turn the shower off. I stayed put for a while longer, just letting the steam swirl around me for a while longer as I air-dried as much as was possible. The orgasm was incredible, and more than needed, but it had taken a lot out of me. I felt myself lagging, my eyelids drooping, my shoulders slumping forward. I needed to rest and recuperate.

And what a fucking blow to the ego that was. Soon enough, I already knew I wouldn’t even be able to get it up. This could potentially have been my last orgasm, or even my last boner.

Wait… Nope. It wasn’t. I was already getting hard again while I reminisced. Kali’s face flashed in my mind once more, stirring my arousal right back up. At least that was something.

I finally moved when I started to lose sensation from my ass and below, my skin peeling away from the tiles after getting stuck from sitting here for so long. I didn’t know how long, but the extractor fan had already removed the steam, the mirror was no longer fogged up, and the air was chillier than it should have been right after a shower.

It took a lot of effort to pick myself up, then even more to wrap the towel around my waist and drag my feet back to my bedroom. As soon as I reached my bed, I practically fell onto my mattress, damp towel still in place, and promptly fell asleep.

∞∞∞

A large hand on my shoulder gently shook me awake, and I groaned as my eyes were forced open by the action. Light streamed in from the window, the curtains still open because I had crashed before I could close them last night. I could tell from the brightness currently assaulting my senses that it was some time in the afternoon, since my bedroom faced westward.

‘Hey, Rhodes, I’m sorry to wake you,’ a soft-spoken male voice I belatedly recognised as Mikey’s began, ‘but the police are at the door, and they’re asking for you.’

‘The… police?’ I slurred and blinked my eyes blearily at the older man.

‘Yeah. They’re… well, you’ll just have to come down and speak to them yourself.’

I heaved myself into a sitting position. ‘That doesn’t sound good.’

Mikey looked away, a slight blush dusting his cheeks that confused me until I felt the breeze against my balls and realised I was still in my towel, and I had just accidentally flashed him when it came loose.

‘I told them you were asleep, but they said they’d wait,’ he spoke to the wall.

‘Right. Let me throw some clothes on and I’ll be right down.’

He jerked his head in a sharp nod, then promptly exited the room, leaving me to get dressed in peace.

I was slow-moving, my body aching, my joints and muscles stiff. I was still recovering from my last seizure, and I hoped I didn’t get any more today. They were becoming more and more frequent, and with each one that I felt coming on, I wondered if I would survive it. I didn’t know how many more I could take before my body finally gave out on me, but I was determined to at least hold on long enough for the police to latch onto Blake as a suspect. I knew that once they caught his scent and took our claims seriously, they would eventually gather enough evidence to put him away. Kali and Chance, not to mention all of the other victims, deserved their justice, and I was in a unique position to help them get it.

But only if I didn’t die first.

I was more aware than ever that it was a race against the clock. Cancer versus serial killer. It could have been a Netflix documentary.