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“I’ll call you later,” Taj promises.
“Okay. Have a good night.” The sound of the door hinges follows next.
“Wait,” he interrupts. “You’re not going to kiss me?”
“Yeah. Sorry,” she mutters.
“Siân. You’re not still mad after what we just did, are you? I thought we were good now.”
Something crunches under my boot, distracting me from her response. I look down at a crumpled-up receipt. I pick it up and quickly snatch the pen that’s next to her journal from the nightstand. With one last glance around the room, I quietly slip over to the exit to hide in the hall until I can sneak out the rear entrance of the house.
But when I reach the threshold, Siân is already at the top of the stairs and rounding the banister toward her room. Thankfully, her gaze is pointed at the floor. Otherwise, she’d see me.
“Shit,” I mumble under my breath and run to her closet, closing it just as she enters the bedroom.
I peek through the slits, waiting as she steps into the master bathroom. My heart pounds in my ears, and adrenaline races through my veins. Siân flicks on the light and removes her oversized shirt simultaneously.
Smooth, blemish-free, ivory skin draws my attention, and I bite down on my bottom lip. My dick twitches at the sight of her small but round ass. What a lousy fuck, I think to myself. He doesn’t know what to do to her, how to brand her body so that she’ll feel him even when they’re apart. That sweet ass of her would be marked with my palm prints, red and raw from a real good time.
I lick my lips as she reaches into the shower, and the water sputters to life. Siân steps into the tub, dragging the clear shower curtain closed. Steam builds, fogging the plastic. But I can see her anyway. I trace the trail the stream makes over her skin, down her breasts, and over her flat stomach.
She can’t know how beautiful she is—how perfect. If she did, she’d demand better tonight. She’d taken her pleasure from him instead of letting him leave without finishing the job.
Siân dips her head under the water, and her head falls back. I can see her body relaxing and a sudden change in her breaths. It’s not until I catch sight of her hands coming up to cup her breasts that it dawns on me she’s turned on. By what, I’m not sure. It can’t be because of that dumb asshole. No, that’s not it. He doesn’t deserve to be the subject of whatever fantasy is building in her mind.
She squeezes her tits together, putting extra focus on her nipples. My mouth waters with the wish that I could replace her hands with my tongue. I bet she tastes as sweet as she smells. The urge to touch her is strong, but I manage to keep from bursting in, yanking the curtains back, and taking her cunt with my mouth.
Instead, I lurk in the shadows of her closet, palming my dick through my jeans. And when she brings her face down to her chest, and I admire the way her tongue flicks across her pert nipples, I let out a hiss.
A smile tugs at my lips, a sense of intrigue taking over. She’s different behind closed doors. The way she handled Taj and pushed him on the mattress and the way she’s feasting on herself tells me so. In person, she’s safe and boring, but when no one else is looking, when desire calls her name, she’s wilder. She knows what it takes to get her over the edge, even if she’s been too afraid to show the world.
But I see her, and I like this version of her.
She drags a hand down her front and between her legs. My back buckles, and my own hand moves of its own accord, rubbing my erection, then releasing my zipper. She moves her fingers over her sex while the other hand continues to massage her breast.
As her head falls back again, I pull my cock through my boxers and give it one long stroke. I’m as hard as a rock, pre-cum beading at the tip, the head angry and hungry for her. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve gotten my dick wet. All I know is that if I don’t get out of here, I’m bound to take her hard and fast. I don’t move, though. I can’t. Not even if I wanted to, because the sounds of her soft cries immobilize me, locking me in place.
Siân rests a foot on the edge of the tub and angles herself deeper into her pussy. I imagine what she looks like up close. I’ve already seen that she’s bare, and I can only guess she’s soaked and tight. I picture how hard and swollen her clit is and envision myself tasting her.
