room. The room is completely cream everywhere—the walls, the carpet, the furniture—and it’s airy and feminine.
“This was River’s favourite room. She said it was soothing. She used to come in here to read.” He points over at the bookshelf loaded with books. I walk over and brush my hand across the spines, stopping and pulling out, Denying Heaven . A smile snakes across my lips at the title; fitting really, considering I was denying my body a release it desperately yearned for.
“The bathroom is through there. I’ll be back to check on you when I’ve showered.”
I watch him stride from the room and exhale the breath I’d been holding in. My body is on the edge of explosion. I drop the book onto the bed and slip my dress down, leaving me in my strapless bra and panties. I check the door and hear the shower running from across the hall in Derek’s room.
I kick off my heels and lay back on the soft mattress; it’s pure luxury compared to mine at my apartment, which was there when I moved in. My skin is hyper aware of every subtle brush against it. I slip my hand into my panties and gasp at the contact; I’m wet and swollen as I rub the pads of my fingers up and down the folds, letting my arousal coat my fingers before I slip them inside.
L eaving her all flustered and burning up for me was so tough; the fact I had been reining myself in from fucking the life out of Jasper on so many occasions helped my self-control massively. When I had her tiny, little body writhing against me downstairs, her heat grinding against my erection, it nearly had me losing control. Her inexperienced hands and tongue attacking me in a burst of lust was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced and in the moment, I had completely shut out the emotions, the craving for Jasper, and the grief of my sister’s death that still haunts me. I felt only her.
I was in the moment until I broke away, then like a tidal wave he crashed back into me, flooding me with want; a desire rooted so deep I can almost feel him when he isn't there. Craving him has become a part of me. He lives inside me and I’ll never sate that, but maybe I can ease it with her.
I turn the shower on before undressing. I’m about to step in when I remember there are no products in her bathroom so I wrap a towel around my waist and grab some of the extra wash and shampoo to take her in case she wanted to shower.
I get to the entrance of the room she’s staying in, and my legs nearly give way from under me, my stomach flipping over. A sliver of soft light cast across the hall gives me a view through the gap into her room. I see her; she’s lying on the bed, her deep red hair fanned out across the cream sheets, her tanned bare skin on show for my private viewing. I feel like I should walk away like I’m invading her privacy, but when her hand slips into her panties I can’t look away and my cock tents the towel, demanding attention. Her soft pants fill the still air, her chest rising with every breath, her nipples peaking, the white lace bra she has on barely covering her breasts.
“Ohhh,” she moans. I have to lean against the frame to keep me steady. Her hand moving up and down more rapidly increases her moans. She’s writhing on the bed and her face is so stunning in the height of passion. “Derek…oh Jasper.”
She groans as she reaches her peak. Hearing my name and his leave her lips in an orgasm has me coming undone and I turn and hurry back to my room, stripping the towel and entering the shower. I fist my hard as steel cock and pump my shaft a few times before the string of white come decorates the shower wall in an intense release, nearly bringing me to my knees.
When I’m able to catch my breath and steady my weak limbs, I wash and dress in a casual shirt and sweats. I chance a look through the gap left by her door not being fully closed and see she’s put my shirt on and is asleep with a book on her stomach. I don’t
“This was River’s favourite room. She said it was soothing. She used to come in here to read.” He points over at the bookshelf loaded with books. I walk over and brush my hand across the spines, stopping and pulling out, Denying Heaven . A smile snakes across my lips at the title; fitting really, considering I was denying my body a release it desperately yearned for.
“The bathroom is through there. I’ll be back to check on you when I’ve showered.”
I watch him stride from the room and exhale the breath I’d been holding in. My body is on the edge of explosion. I drop the book onto the bed and slip my dress down, leaving me in my strapless bra and panties. I check the door and hear the shower running from across the hall in Derek’s room.
I kick off my heels and lay back on the soft mattress; it’s pure luxury compared to mine at my apartment, which was there when I moved in. My skin is hyper aware of every subtle brush against it. I slip my hand into my panties and gasp at the contact; I’m wet and swollen as I rub the pads of my fingers up and down the folds, letting my arousal coat my fingers before I slip them inside.
L eaving her all flustered and burning up for me was so tough; the fact I had been reining myself in from fucking the life out of Jasper on so many occasions helped my self-control massively. When I had her tiny, little body writhing against me downstairs, her heat grinding against my erection, it nearly had me losing control. Her inexperienced hands and tongue attacking me in a burst of lust was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced and in the moment, I had completely shut out the emotions, the craving for Jasper, and the grief of my sister’s death that still haunts me. I felt only her.
I was in the moment until I broke away, then like a tidal wave he crashed back into me, flooding me with want; a desire rooted so deep I can almost feel him when he isn't there. Craving him has become a part of me. He lives inside me and I’ll never sate that, but maybe I can ease it with her.
I turn the shower on before undressing. I’m about to step in when I remember there are no products in her bathroom so I wrap a towel around my waist and grab some of the extra wash and shampoo to take her in case she wanted to shower.
I get to the entrance of the room she’s staying in, and my legs nearly give way from under me, my stomach flipping over. A sliver of soft light cast across the hall gives me a view through the gap into her room. I see her; she’s lying on the bed, her deep red hair fanned out across the cream sheets, her tanned bare skin on show for my private viewing. I feel like I should walk away like I’m invading her privacy, but when her hand slips into her panties I can’t look away and my cock tents the towel, demanding attention. Her soft pants fill the still air, her chest rising with every breath, her nipples peaking, the white lace bra she has on barely covering her breasts.
“Ohhh,” she moans. I have to lean against the frame to keep me steady. Her hand moving up and down more rapidly increases her moans. She’s writhing on the bed and her face is so stunning in the height of passion. “Derek…oh Jasper.”
She groans as she reaches her peak. Hearing my name and his leave her lips in an orgasm has me coming undone and I turn and hurry back to my room, stripping the towel and entering the shower. I fist my hard as steel cock and pump my shaft a few times before the string of white come decorates the shower wall in an intense release, nearly bringing me to my knees.
When I’m able to catch my breath and steady my weak limbs, I wash and dress in a casual shirt and sweats. I chance a look through the gap left by her door not being fully closed and see she’s put my shirt on and is asleep with a book on her stomach. I don’t
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