Old School (A Bad Boy Biker Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
It wasn't my head wound. That actually healed up pretty well within a few days. It wasn't Sophie. She hadn't bothered me or any of my friends since the night she'd shown up at my place, so things were good in that department. It only struck me when I was home alone on Friday night: I had not fucked anyone since Lola. For most single people, going a week without sex is no big deal. Fuck, for most married people it doesn't matter. The few married guys I knew sometimes went months without getting their dick wet. I guess that was how I figured that it wasn't the life for me. For me it was like going without eating for a week. Well, usually it was. I laid back on my giant bed and looked up at the ceiling. It wasn't too late to head out. I could definitely find a girl to take home if I hurried. The clubs wouldn't shutting for another while. I didn't feel like hurrying though. That carnal craving that usually took over my body at the thought of fucking a beautiful woman was seemingly absent.
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