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Secretly Mine

Chapter 199: Aphrodisiac [Christian POV]

Author: Ophilliya
updatedAt: 2025-08-18

CHAPTER 199: APHRODISIAC [CHRISTIAN POV]

The cold water was initially a huge relief. But after about a minute, the heat inside my body intensified, and the cooling sensation from the cold water was no longer as effective.

"What kind of drug is this?" I said, leaning back against the wall of the shower. My wet clothes stuck to my body while water dripped down my face.

I reached over to the shower handle and tried to pull it more to the left, hoping that the water would get even colder, but the handle didn’t budge.

Seeing that it was already set to the coldest setting, I turned my attention to my wet clothes. It was becoming easier to move my hands now, so I reached over and began to unbutton my shirt.

It took me a few minutes to get fully undressed, but after I did, I felt a little better. The cold water from the shower continued to run down, landing on my bare skin directly.

I don’t know how long I stood under the cold water, but it felt like it was at least twenty or thirty minutes. After a while, I finally started to feel better.

Looks like I can finally get out of the shower.

After turning the water off, I stood inside the shower with both of my hands pressing against the wall in front of me. The dizziness in my head subsided a little bit, and I finally felt like the medicine that the old doctor gave me was starting to take effect.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a clean towel around me. Everything was going okay until I reached the bed.

Out of nowhere, an overwhelming desire took over. All of my blood immediately rushed down to my lower half, springing my erection to life.

All sorts of horny thoughts flooded my mind uncontrollably.

What is this? Aphrodesiac?

At first, I thought that the drug Morgan fed me was some sort of numbing agent due to how I felt a complete loss of control over my body’s movements. But now it seemed that the effect was a little different.

No wonder the doctor said not to fight the ’urge’. This is probably what he meant.

I barely made it onto the bed before my cock got so hard that it started aching. I needed a release with every fiber of my being. It was so intense that my body was covered in small beads of sweat.

"Ugh-" I moaned, doing my best to keep it together, but even the slight current of air caused my body to react.

No wonder my body reacted to Morgan’s touch.

I closed my eyes, trying to picture mundane and boring objects in an attempt to stabilize my surging emotions. But no matter how hard I tried, the desire only grew stronger.

It didn’t help that all of my thoughts circled around Leslie. Her smooth skin and pink lips. The way her hips swayed when she walked. Her intoxicating feminine scent.

I could almost smell it now, lingering in the air from her short visit.

"Oh, fuck," I hissed.

My hand was already tightly gripping my shaft, and a wave of pleasure echoed through every limb. The rush of blood to my erection made me feel lightheaded, but not enough to pause my dirty thoughts.

I began to stroke my shaft. At first, my movements were slow and steady, mimicking the way Leslie did it in the past.

Precum was already flowing out, acting as lubricant as my hand continued to slide up and down my shaft.

I pictured Leslie sitting in front of me, playing with herself as she watched me stroke my own cock in front of her. Her misty eyes locked onto the movements of my hand while her pink lips were slightly spread open...

Her lips. My mind carried that thought even further. Now Leslie was on her hands and knees, crawling over to me on the bed. She only stopped when her mouth was a breath away from the tip of my cock.

"Please. Can I have a taste?" she said as she looked at me with her large, crystal clear eyes. She licked her lips, causing them to glisten before she lowered her head, wrapping her tongue around the tip of my cock.

I kept the fantasy going, mimicking her movement with my hand. Continuous waves of pleasure radiated through my body. It was such an all-consuming sensation that I didn’t know if it would ever stop.

Just as Leslie fit my entire shaft in her throat, I felt it. My skin was covered in goosebumps as I released my load, shooting it in front of me.

"Holy fuck."

My breathing was ragged. I gasped for air as the euphoric sensation settled in, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I needed more.

Even after just cumming, my erection still held firm. After experiencing the bliss from the orgasm, I felt like I was being possessed. More.

My body, my mind... Every part of me craved more.

Switching to my other hand, I gripped around my shaft and started to stroke my still-throbbing cock once more. This time, I wanted even more stimulation.

My mental images became even more lewd. Leslie was lying on her back, holding her legs spread for me. Her misty eyes were begging for me to shove my cock inside of her.

"Please, Christian. I’ll do anything. Please, just give me your cock."

Her words were like honey to my ears. There was something primal inside of me that loved it when she begged for my cock. Like I was the only thing in the world that could make her feel the blissful orgasm she craved.

The fantasy was so real that I got another whiff of her scent, causing my eyes to open.

Where? Where is it coming from?

A big part of me wished that I would find Leslie standing in my room when I opened my eyes. But unfortunately, the room was still empty.

My eyes traveled to the papers she brought. They were lying on top of the nightstand beside me.

Is that where her scent is coming from?

Madness took over me. I reached out and grabbed the stack of papers with my free hand, bringing them up to my nose. I took a deep breath in, filling my lungs with the scent of paper, ink, and Leslie.

Though it was faint, her scent lingered on the paper. I continued to inhale the crumpled papers in my hand while my other hand continued to glide up and down my shaft.

And just like that, I came again. And again. And again.

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