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Regardless, once I have the idea, once my sick and twisted mind grabs hold of it and refuses to let it go, there’s no turning back.
I’m leaving the office behind. I’m crossing the empty street and using the fire escape to once more make my way up to Lyra’s room. I’m letting myself inside.
Thankfully, she’s quite the heavy sleeper.
As I slip through the window and stand up, she lets out a soft breath and clutches a throw pillow against her chest.
So peaceful, so beautiful in her sleep.
It’s not the first time I take notice. I move around to the front of her bed and then stop for a chance to observe her longer.
Being this close up, I can pick up her scent. The smell of whatever products she puts in her hair and on her skin—light traces of what I recognize as coconut. I inhale a deep breath as my dick wakes from another disgruntled and unsatisfied slumber.
The hardness has become uncomfortable. I’ve let my orgasm escape me twice tonight.
But now it will be a different story.
Lyra shifts again, rolling from her side to her back.
The perfect position. A slight grin twists onto my face, disguised by the deep shadows in the room. I move closer until my body grazes the edges of her bed and then I extend my arms. Using their long length, I reach over her with slow and measured movements, and carefully hook my fingers into the hem of her panties.
I go completely still when Lyra makes another soft sound and her hips tilt partially sideways. Almost as if, even from her deep sleep, she senses something—or someone—has touched her. I wait until she’s fallen still again before continuing. Lowering her panties inch by inch.
It’s a slow, delicate task. Being gentle and cautious enough that I slide the pair past her hips and then down her thighs and legs. At the halfway mark, I stop altogether, with my gaze intensely focused on her cunt.
I’m so close I could touch her. I could bury my face in it and taste her. I lick my lips and my adrenaline races at the sheer magnitude of my opportunity.
Though I’m so damn hard and turned on I could come in my pants right now, I have to be rational. I have to be careful about this moment.
Lyra could wake at any second. She’d scream in horror, and I’d have no choice but to end her. A dark deed I’m not yet ready for if I can avoid it.
Waiting for another moment where I’m sure she’s deeply entrenched in her dreams, I lean closer. My hand glides along her silky, bare thighs and then dips between them. I have to bite down on my cheek to keep from releasing a groan of pleasure at the feel of her.
Soft and moist. Warm flesh that feels incredible to the touch. That would feel even more incredible squeezing my cock.
I find her clit and run my thumb over the little nub.
Lyra’s head falls to the side and a breathless moan escapes her lips. Her eyes never open.
I do it again. My thumb rubs her clit in steady, slow motions that build. Her pussy becomes wetter as I do. Slickness builds along her lips, and I help myself to the taste of her. Curling two of my digits inside of her, I savor the tight and slick clench she gives as if distantly aware, even miles away in dreamland, that I’m finger-fucking her.
By the sounds she makes, the soft soughing breathes she gives, she’s loving it. On some level, she’s aroused and content to finally get off.
It’s okay, little lamb. I’ll relieve you. I’ll make you feel so good.
I suck on my two fingers and then return them to Lyra’s tight channel. Her pussy pulses around me and her body begins to squirm.
Every one of my senses is on high alert. Acutely aware as my dick stiffens in my pants, that she can snap and wake up at any second.
It should make me more cautious. More reserved.
Yet I take more liberties. I rub Lyra harder and pump my fingers inside her. I lean over her body and stare into her sleeping beauty of a face and watch the pleasure flicker across her features. Her brows knit, and her lips part. One of her hands finds her breast and she cups it out of instinct.
“Yes, little lamb,” I whisper. “You feel so good, don’t you? Come for me. Come on my fingers. Next time, it’ll be my tongue. My fucking cock.”
Lyra obeys. She does as I say and comes.
It’s a glorious moment for us both. As she writhes in place in bed and creams herself, I’m finally letting go too. My rock hard dick gives a violent jerk and comes. The first time I’ve come in my pants in years, and yet I feel no shame.
