The little mermaid 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

ERIC’S POV

To say I regretted the last few hours was a big understatement. I’d wasted precious time watching her please herself and all I got was the realization that I had fucked up wasting time and blue balls that made walking around a bitch!

Urrrrrgh! I thought feeling a wave of fresh frustration.

It was as if the mere act of watching her please herself had somehow frozen me in place. At the moment, it was the only thing in the world that mattered to me. I made a mental note to avoid Irene in the future and her sexual spells.

There was still enough time to make it out of the palace into town to meet Mateo, give him the details he would need, and return. The only glitch in this plan was that at this time, the thugs would tear me apart limb by limb taking anything valuable they could lay their hands on. It was a stupid plan but a plan regardless. All I had to do was to think of a way over this obstacle of mine.

I sat on my bed that still smelled of Irene and thought o