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I laugh out loud this time because I truly forgot about that.
“First, you stare as well. Second, describe how you think I look at you.”
“Describe it? Hmm, well, your gaze is unwavering, as if you know what I’m thinking, but you want to coax me into saying it out loud. I don’t like it at all. No one else looks at me like that.”
“Or I could just be interested in what you’re saying. Plus, I’m not trying to coax anything out of you. Besides, I’m not like everyone else. You don’t want me to look at you?”
“I can tell you’re not like everyone else because everyone else listens to me when I tell them not to look at me. But, you can look at me only for a moment or a couple of blinks, then look somewhere else? Deal?”
“No. I like looking at you. The only way I’d make a deal like that is if you try to accept that I’ll increase the time with each look. Deal?”
“No deal. I don’t get why you’d increase the time, but sometimes, we don’t always have to understand the person and Walt?”
“Yes?”
“I’m happy you found your family, and they accepted you back with happiness. It’s a good thing.”
“Thank you. What happened with yours?”
“It’s… complicated and a long story. They don’t want me around but I get it, it’s my fault.”
“Somehow, I doubt that it’s your fault, but I’ll have time if you ever want to share that long story. And Everie?”
“Everest. And yeah, Walt?”
“It looks like we’re at an impasse on two things. I will continue to call you Everie and I’m not changing how I look at you. “
“Can you… can you repeat what you’re saying? A little louder?”
Her words are breathier than before. I don’t know if she’s coming out of a yawn or if something else is going on, but I respond anyway.
“I said I’ll continue to look at you the same and I’ll call you Everie. Everie, Everie, Everie…”
“I… Oh God… Walt, is your hair in a low bun right now or out?”
The abrupt subject change is surprising. I could be losing the rest of my mind, but I’m sure just moaned then asked for a visual. It sounds like she’s sliding against the door and I swear I can feel her body heat through it. My mind is going towards dirty thoughts, but I need confirmation.
“How do you want it?”
“Out. Wet.”
She is definitely turned on. I shift, stretching my legs and crossing them. My skin tingles from arousal. I touch my hair, trying to see it as she sees it. It’s almost dry and has gotten longer. I considered cutting it, but there’s no way in hell I’m doing that now.
“It’s out. Come get it wet.” I know my mood is noticeable, with my voice becoming raspy.
“Please, keep talking. Say any,” there’s a hitch in her breath. “Thing. Please.” She moans.
She’s masturbating. The confirmation makes my semi hard dick fully erect. I try to ignore the desire building in me because I think back to Tucker’s words.
“Damn, is this your nightly routine?”
“Yes. It is. I can’t sleep. Walt and I need to sleep. Help me.”
Turning, I place my palm on the door and drop my forehead on the cool surface, as if it’ll somehow get me closer to her. Her soft moans are driving me crazy.
“Open the door and I’ll have you knocked out in no time.”
“No. Help me through the door. I can get myself there, just keep talking.”
