Chapter 80

I stayed where I was. Used. Marked. My cock was still hard, untouched. Garcia glanced over. "You want to finish?" he asked, his voice flat. I hesitated. I hated how much the question mattered, how badly I wanted to say no and yes at the same time. "Yes, Master," I whispered. "Then do it." I reached between my legs, friction quick and brutal. It didn't take long. My body was too hot, too desperate. I came with a sharp cry into my hand. When it was over, I dropped my forehead to the bench, breathing hard. Garcia tossed a towel in my direction. "Clean up. Then shower." I took the towel, still sitting in silence. "The date next week is off," he added flatly. "Something came up." I looked up, still naked, the towel clutched loosely in my lap. My body ached in all the ways that made it hard to breathe, but that sentence hit like a blow. "I'll have Bruno deliver the rest of your payment tomorrow. I won't be around." Then he was gone. No glance back. The door clicked shut. Silence rushed in. I