I’m mortified.
Quickly releasing my hand from him, I scoot up the bed and rest my back against the headboard. “I’m so sorry!” I frantically apologize.
Why the hell was I touching his cock?
“Do you make it a habit of fondling people when they sleep?” He asks with a smirk.
“Okay, for starters, don’t ever say fondling again,” I gag. “And no,” shaking my head, I run a hand through my knotted hair. “I don’t make it a habit of waking up touching someone’s fucking cock, Greyson.”
“Hmm.”
After kissing him in the kitchen yesterday and getting interrupted by Chase and a girl he was with that was giggling loudly, Greyson and I decided to go back to his room and study.
The first thing I did when we got there was put the books back into the bag and shove them in the corner.
Out of sight, but certainly not out of mind.
While Greyson sat on his bed writing notes and watching a gameplay from the team they’re playing next weekend, I sat at his desk attempting to write some of my article…but I spent most of the time admiring Albert. He’s a beauty, howcould I not?
Once again, do you think he’ll notice if I steal it?
When too much time passed, and I was starting to grow tired, I decided to sit beside him and wait until he was finished before driving home. But obviously tiredness took over, and I ended up falling sleep.
“How do I know thatyoudidn’t put my hand there?“ I raise an accused brow.
He chuckles, shifts slightly, and curses. “Fuck.”
“What?” Sitting straighter, my eyes glance around his face to see if he’s in pain. “Are you okay?”
“Defineokay.“ He groans, glancing down at his dick that’s covered by the duvet.
Oh, he’s horny…and that’s all thanks to me.
“You want me to help you out?”
What the hell is wrong with me?
Staring at me, he blinks. “Help me out?”
“Yeah, like maybe jerk you off, or suck your cock?”Shut up, Lilly!“Or maybe you wanna go into the bathroom and do it yourself,” nervously laughing, I chew my lip. “And I’ll go home, but not before dying of humiliation.”
God, what the fuck is wrong with me?
“You want to jerk me off?”
“I mean, if you want me to I will.” I shrug.
Stop, Lilly!I’m just embarrassing myself further at this point.
Sitting there, he stares at me not saying a word. My fingers find the skin on my nails, and I begin anxiously picking at them.
I need to leave before I make things worse.
“Forget I mentioned it.” I say, movingto the edge of the bed to stand.
But his hand reaches out and clasps around my arm, halting me in my movements. Clearing his throat, he says. “Nobody has ever…”
Shit.Right. Nobody has ever sucked or jerked him off before.
