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18| Maverick.

Control.

Breathe.

Stay calm, Maverick.

I chant to myself.

I can feel the last restraints of control slipping through my fingertips when Arnica fills all my senses.

It’s going to become problematic, and before I know what's taking over me, I’ll be on my knees before her.

I just know that my wife is going to mentally fuck me inside out, leaving me a mess. It's going to be a crazy ride and I'm here for it.

As I turn the handle to my door, I twist my neck and look at Arnicas' bedroom door, concentrating on the little sounds coming from inside.

I slam my door shut, peeling off my clothes as I head towards the shower and turn it on full blast — cold.

The images of her taking a shower in her room, lathering her soft skin with a fruity body wash contaminate my brain cells like a flesh-eating parasite.

Stepping under the cold spray, I dip my head and allow the water to cool my searing flesh, hoping it will help to dampen the temptation to pin her desirable body between mine and the shower
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