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I made my way down the hall to the other bathroom and did my business before going through the cabinets and shelves to find what I needed. I found a spare deodorant that was travel-sized, of the spray axe variety, and shoved it into the back corner of the medicine cabinet, but it would do. I used it, then continued my search for a toothbrush. Unfortunately, in this, I came up empty.
I weighed my options and decided that I would just poke my head into the bathroom and ask him. What was the harm in that? I didn’t have to see anything and embarrass myself, but I didn’t have to go to sleep without brushing my teeth just because I was strangely interested in seeing him naked and shy about it. Personal hygiene came first after all.
Slowly, I made my way back to the bedroom and crept towards the bathroom. I opened my mouth to say his name but heard him say something. It sounded like my name at first, but I couldn’t tell. The noise of the shower drowned it out, but then I definitely heard the next word.
“Fuck.” He groaned.
Curious and slightly worried, I pushed the door open a little so I could peer around the door. I couldn’t see the shower fromwhere I was standing, but I could see the mirror, and the mirror was situated in the perfect position to show me what was going on in the shower.
There was a frosted white shower curtain, but it wasn’t pulled completely shut. I could see Raniero clearly, one hand against the white tiled wall of the shower, the other hand wrapped around his very long and very hard cock. Water fell from the shower head onto his back, his wet hair clinging to his forehead as he jerked himself, up and down vigorously. I watched, captivated as he jerked himself off, eyes closed, his mouth open, completely focused on what he was doing.
He groaned again and happened to look up and into the mirror. Our eyes met, his startling blue eyes boring into mine. I had a moment’s thought of looking away, but I couldn’t. His eyes had a hold on mine that refused to let me go. He pumped himself twice more then he groaned as he came, eyes never leaving mine.
Only when he was completely done did he look away and I was free to look away. I turned and sprinted towards the bed, all thoughts of the toothbrush gone from my head. My heart raced and I shook slightly as I pulled back the covers of the perfectly made bed and got under them, laying on my side, facing the wall with the window. I pulled the covers up to just under my chin and I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at him. He had caught me watching him and I was embarrassed, sure, but I was also extremely turned on.
I had never watched a guy masturbate before and that need in his eyes, the almost violent way he jerked himself, it was so feral and raw that it left me feeling things I couldn't even explain. Things I didn’t want to think about when I was going to be sleeping next to him.
Soon I heard his footsteps cross the bedroom and a drawer open. There was rustling and then the drawer closing, followed by a weight settling on the other side of the bed. I felt him getunder the covers with me, but he didn’t touch me at all, nor did he say anything. He just lay down, under the covers, in the dim light of the room.
Moments passed and my heartbeat slowed.
I was almost asleep when he finally spoke.
“Did you find everything you were looking for?”
In answer, I pulled the covers up over my head.
His laughter was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.
Raniero
Iwoke up a few hours later, not that I ever really fell asleep. Laying in bed with her was more of a tease than I had expected it to be.
I had taken a shower so I could jerk off and release the pressure that had been building since the moment I kidnapped her and had been planning it all. Hell maybe since the moment I had been given her photo. I needed that release otherwise I knew if I was going to lay in bed with her, I would take advantage of the situation. A man only has so much self-control and after I had seen her cum, after I knew how her inner muscles gripped when she did, I was a lost man. I wanted to be inside her more than I wanted to breathe, but it wasn’t time. She had to make that choice.
So I masturbated in the shower like a teenage boy. What I hadn’t expected was looking up and seeing her beautiful hazel eyes in the mirror. I didn’t know why she had poked her head into the bathroom, I had given her permission, I just hadn’t thought she would. Color me surprised. That’s what really did it for me though. The look in her eyes had me up and over the edge,spurting my seed all over the shower wall in seconds. It may have been the best orgasm I had ever achieved by myself.
After cleaning the shower and finishing up, I crawled into bed beside her, laying on my side to look at the back of her head. I thought about just letting her fall asleep, but I had to tease her just a little, so I asked her if she found everything she was looking for. In answer, she pulled the covers up over her head.
I laughed, fully belly laughed, for a good 5 minutes before I let myself relax. I tried rolling onto my back and staring at the ceiling, but all I could picture was her over me, riding my cock with her head thrown back and eyes closed. Yeah, that didn’t help. My cock stirred to life and I groaned. It was horrible going to sleep with a stiff cock.
Then I tried laying on my side, staring at her. That didn’t help either because I started picturing spooning her, my cock nestled between her ass cheeks while she moaned slightly.
Yea, no help there.
Finally, I turned on my other side to face the door and tried to pretend like she wasn’t there. That finally seemed to work and I fell asleep, though I dreamt about all the things I wanted to do to Anita, which had me waking up with a massive hard-on.
Slowly, I got out of bed and padded over to the closet where I had put my pants the night before. I grabbed another pair of black jeans out of the closet , went through the pockets of my old jeans, and grabbed my phone from the pocket. There were a few message notifications on it, so I put it on top of the dresser and took out another pair of socks. I had slept in my clean pair of boxer briefs, so I pulled on the new jeans, being careful not to zip my half-mast cock in the zipper, and put on the socks. Quietly, I grabbed the phone and headed downstairs, not wanting to wake Anita. She had had a long day yesterday and last night, and I doubted today was going to be any easier for her. She deserved as much sleep as she could get.
I unlocked the phone and read through the messages as I headed downstairs. One was from Alex, one of the guys my father had on gun detail. He let me know the shipment came in and that all went well. I texted him back saying that that was fantastic and thanks for letting me know. Also to keep up the good work, because I realized a long time ago that people were frightened of me enough, I didn’t have to be mean to get respect and sometimes a kind word here and there was worth its weight in gold.
The next message was from Jax saying that Gizmo had gone missing. Him, I decided to call back.
I headed to the living room and sat down on the couch, turning the television on softly to the local news channel. I liked to keep it on when I was home. Partially it was because it made me feel like I wasn’t completely alone, partially because I needed to know everything that was going on in my city and what the press had knowledge of. If they had gotten anything on my father, they would share it on the news because the media junkies couldn’t help themselves.
I dialed Jax’s number and he picked up on the second ring.
“Hey.” He said in greeting.
