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My hand grips my hard cock, thinking about the unexpected scene I walked in on. Her shorts and panties were strewn across the bed like she couldn’t get out of them fast enough. With her legs wide open, I had the perfect view of her bare, glistening pussy and fuck me, it was even sexier than I could’ve imagined.
I walked in, catching her in the act, but she didn't even skip a beat. Her lust-filled eyes drilled a hole into mine, her moans and whimpers growing louder as she worked herself over.
Sounds I can still hear echoing in my head. Sounds I want to hear on repeat while I get off at the same time.
Fuck.
I should’ve left.
I shouldn’t have fucking watched her. Or gotten hard. She’s off limits. A means to an end and nothing more.
And I definitely shouldn’t have played along with her pleasure, demanding for her to come. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, but my need to control her movements was too strong. My need to own her body was driving me. Seeing her under my command like that, I had to force myself not to rub my aching cock through my pants.
Why didn’t she lock the damn door?
I wonder what she likes, what gets her off, what makes her go wild. Maybe she’s into people watching her. I know I sure as fuck was into watching her.
No. I don’t need to know that, because I won’t ever be touching her.
My balls tighten, remembering how gorgeous she looked spread out across her bed, her eyes begging me to touch her. I wanted to, but I can’t. That would definitely blur the fucking lines, and I’m already having a hard time keeping them in focus.
I squeeze a little harder, pump a little faster. I fall over the edge, thinking about how she screamed when she came. I’m imagining how her pretty little cunt would clench around my cock just like it suffocated her fingers.
I’m panting and groaning, while my balls feel like they’re exploding. Warm cum erupts from the tip, shooting out aggressively, soaking my hand.
Fuck, this girl is something else.
Too bad I can’t have her.
It’s not like she’ll want me now, after the way I just treated her. Part of me hates the way I threatened her, but the other part loves getting to have her under my thumb. My mind is at war with itself, between wanting to fight her to see that spark in her eyes and wanting to fuck the shit out of her to remind her who she belongs to.
I wonder if I took it way too damn far. I’d already won. She’d given in. Then it was like a switch flipped, and she changed her mind. Okay, I know I took it too far, but as my father always said—do whatever you have to do to get what you want, no matter what.
It’s ingrained in me to be the one in charge. The one people fear, the one who can rip the rug out from under anyone. Even if I don’t want to, my instincts drive me. It’s kill or be killed, and I’d much rather be the one on top.
Her almost naked body stormed away after she told me off. I heard her throwing up and sobbing in there, like she couldn’t stop the flood of pain and anger ripping through her.
An emotion I never feel rose to the surface—guilt.
That was my fault; I made her feel like shit. With no idea how to deal with that, I just stomped down the hall to my room.
I knew she was hurting, but my selfish ass still had to jerk off to the thought of her. Jerking off to her sass, anger, and that fucking stunning body.
Flipping on the shower, I use my clean hand to text Reilly, telling him to order our usual and I’d be down in a few.
Is the year over yet? Asking for my balls.
* * *
Reilly shovesthe slice of pizza into his mouth like it’s his last meal. He’s always been like this; ever since he first came to live with us, he’s shoveled food into his mouth like a starving man. I’ve tried to show him he doesn’t have to worry about that anymore. But I guess when your childhood consisted of never knowing when your next meal might be, it’s ingrained.
Reilly’s dad was a member of the Snakes, but the gang wasn’t doing as well back then as it is now. The members toward the bottom were last to get a cut of what little money they had coming in. Reilly’s family had to scrap for anything they could get, even if it meant stealing or dumpster diving.
It pains me to know Reilly had to go through that while I was living a life of luxury. My best friend has a heart of gold, and he deserves this life. A life where he has the freedom to be whoever he wants and do whatever he wants. That’s exactly why I need to protect him. I need to make sure he doesn’t get caught up in a shitty situation I can’t get him out of.
“Did you tell her we’re having pizza?” Reilly mumbles between bites.
I shrug. “Nope.” I chickened out, like the coward I’ve been since I ran out on her half naked in my office. If I’m being honest, I’m trying to forget she even exists right now, though the semi threatening to grow in my pants definitely won’t let me.
