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Fortunately, I don’t. I push through the door at Prue’s floor. Casual, unaffected, like I belong here. But my show is wasted in the empty hallway. No one’s here as I meander to Prue’s apartment, the one I saw her leave last night.
3D.
There’s no sign with her name indicating she lives here. NoWelcomeorHome Sweet Homedoorway rug.
Just a sign saying3D.
Simple. Classic. Elegant.
Like her.
Now for the lock.
With the internet’s help this morning, two smallclicksand a louder one later, and I’m inside her apartment. I shouldn’t have researched it. I shouldn’t be here, either.
Fuck if I’m bothered by it.
Prue’s door, much like mine, closes softly behind me. Although I’m really short on time, my eyes can’t help but roam around her place. I want to get to know her. No, not want. Need.
There’s more to it than just touching every inch of her or admiring her beauty. I’m only partly interested in the immaculate anatomy of her pussy or the captivating desperation of her moans. In her pretty smile or soft curves.
I’m driven and obsessed with stripping her soul bare to me. I want to make love to her brain, to chase away what’s hurting her. I won’t rest until I do.
Her apartment betrays none of that.
The walls are bare of family photos or of any painting for that matter. The coffee table in the living room holds one small clay vase with three artificial pink lilies in it. Bland green is the color of her two couches, akin to the color of the sheets on her bed.
This place, empty of her, won’t give me answers. She will, later.
For now, I’ll take what I can.
I’m in her living space, and it’s good enough for me.
Definitely good enough for my cock. It tents my sweatpants, demanding I do something about the agonizing pressure.
I head to her bedroom and into her bathroom. Other than the size of it and the lack of a tub, it’s identical to the one in my apartment. The walls are made up of white and gray granite tiles, and built-in shelves house her towels and robes. The rest of her toiletries are neatly organized inside the drawers of the dark gray vanity.
The scent of her shampoo hits me instantly.Prue’sscent. That intoxicating fragrance of hers attacks my nose, curling around my heart, and squeezes. A groan bursts out of my throat when I fist my throbbing erection over my sweatpants and tug.
I shouldn’t be doing this. Shouldn’t desecrate her safe space by jerking off to her smell.
I should fucking cool it. Act different than my sick ex-boss who harassed so many women who walked through his exam room.
Except…this isn’tanywoman.
My conscience yields when I reason with it. I’m not just breaking into a random person’s apartment. Prue is special. She belongs to me. We established it yesterday.
It’s a done fucking deal.
She just needs to get used to the idea.
And I know exactly how to make it happen.
A solution comes to mind. I’m going to mark a part of her home to ease her into this new relationship. I’ll hide it and she won’t be aware of it, but she’ll feel me. She has to.
I push open the glass door of her shower and step inside. Her smell is much more prominent here. For a brief second, I’m agitated. She washed herself up after being with me. Washed me off her.
My teeth grind, and I curse.
