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“I guess this secret is between us,” she whispered to the moon. “At least I know I still can.” After letting the cool air handle her flush, she took herself back inside and slipped into her covers, leaving the window open.
I waited for a solid ten minutes before I heard the light purr of her heavy breathing before allowing myself deliberate access to her room. Her rest was deep, and I knew that stemmed from her constant level of exhaustion. For a moment, I just simply stood above her and watched her sleep, observing her little hums.
With my dick still out, I began touching myself over her sleeping form. Though, my devious ideas betrayed me already, and I couldn’t touch myself without her juices coating my cock. With her back turned to the other side of the bed, I gave myself access to the dickhead’s side. Once in, I found her nightgown and rode up the back carefully. My fingers itched to explore her flesh, but I ran the risk of waking her.
Allowing my tip to nestle into her crevice, I pressed forward just enough to feel the warmth of her folds around me. Nothing compared to the wetness of a woman around one's manhood. Even in just this position, I could tell she would be tight. She wasn't touched enough to be anything but, so my thoughts ran endlessly about what it'd be like the first time I truly dove inside of her.
Her wetness had collected and dripped from her core perfectly in the area I granted myself access to. In my mind, I told myself this couldn’t be wrong because she called out for me, and I didn’t truly violate her opening, just her crevice outside. No one would ever know but me, and her sleepy moans that secretly called to me even more. For now, I kept my movements shallow and simple just to feel her wetness gliding against me. Her body slumbered, but she purred in her sleep, lacking this attention I gave between her legs now. It made me think of waking her up like this daily, rubbing her between her folds with my thick cock. I’d make her beg for it, plead for it, and one day, I hoped to wake up to a similar thing but from her end.
Itching, my fingers wanted nothing more than to fist into her nightie as I pulled her body closer. Keeping it simple, I knew one day I’d truly lay this woman beneath me, and I’d be the reason her cum covered my cock. Until then, I’d coat myself in her juices and delight in the transfixing sensation. Her euphoric smell beckoned me for a taste, creating a salivation I didn’t know I’d survive.
Dray didn't enter my thoughts as I played with the woman, but I knew I would tell him after I committed this sin. With him wanting her already like this, I knew he wouldn't mind I sampled her, but I would never hide it from him. I knew he would ask me details, begging me to tell him what her warmth felt like. I'd have to describe to him in detail about how my soft skin met hers and it transfixed me to a different dimension. Trying to breathe through it, I could already feel myself nearing my end because I couldn't stop thinking about the future possibilities of this moment.
Gradually slipping in and out between her legs, I lost my focus on the real world, being pleasured by her entrance only, quietly gasping in her honeysuckle scent. My mind kept justifying my simple act, and I let it because I needed a taste of her. Moving my finger down to where I rubbed between her sleek flesh, I swiped a sample of her core and raised it to my salivating mouth. My waiting lips parted right before suctioning around my finger for my tongue to swirl the juice off. Ecstasy exploded as a shiver trickled down my spine. Pausing, I had to let the jolting movement pass before allowing myself access again.
Whether Emilia liked it or not, she belonged to us now. I didn't have to worry about the fool in the living room who had no idea another man was in his bedroom with his dick buried between his girl’s legs. Only an idiot would leave her alone long enough for it to happen.
Letting out a shaky breath, I could feel my body begin to spasm in my lower belly as my balls tightened up. A nerve traveled down my leg in warning of what was about to explode. Unable to contain my excitement, the simple taste of her ambrosial orgasm triggered what I hadn’t expected. Like a premature male, I felt my tightened balls refuse to undo the rapture within. Scrambling to rip my cock away from her opening, I rolled to the other side of the bed. Keeping my tip pointed downward, I let my massive load spill against the cool sheets of her missing partner’s side.
He’d know a real man came here because he never did near the beautiful woman next to me. Once I finished, I didn’t immediately get up. Instead, I found myself turning back over to hold her for a single minute. The woman didn’t need to feel only used by me too, and her subconscious would recognize my deep affection for her, wanting longer to share our exquisite rhapsody.
The sigh that fell from her lips when I held her nearly hurt my soul. Her body backed against me to claim my heat for herself as her cold feet found my calves to nestle against. Emilia craved being held, feeling secure. Kissing her temple lightly, it became my oath to provide this for her once we secured our exit.
“Tony, what are you doing?” Costas infiltrated my thoughts through the com. He knew exactly what I had done, but he didn’t want to call me out on it. Before I could answer him, footfalls began to sound from the living room. The dipshit made his way back here.
Hating it, I gently released her, hearing a faint whimper from this perfect specimen of a woman. She didn’t want to be alone, but I couldn’t kill Tim with her nearby. Rolling out of the bed, I raised myself to miss my load and held the edges of my open pants to not lose them in the process of hiding.
Into the shuttered closet, I could glimpse just enough through the open lines to see the douche come in. Scratching his ass, he then licked something off his fingers from whatever he ate out on the couch. The grotesque nature of the man had me wondering how he claimed such a gentle and clean soul. Though, I knew this relationship dynamic often happened to those with love in their eyes, finding those with narcissistic tendencies. The bad could always be proven as fine in their spins of the tale, and the monster became the victim. Emilia’s depth for love placed that blame on her shoulders to carry every burden he loaded onto her through manipulation.
When he lied down, he didn't even try holding Emilia to him. Instead, he got right on his phone and began scrolling nearly naked models on Instagram until something bothered him enough to realize something was wet on his side. Putting down the scantily clad ladies on his feed, he felt what I left behind. Smiling to myself I knew what it was, and he’d have quite the surprise of it too. He instantly moved when he felt the stickiness of my release against his pudgy side. Sliding closer to my woman, he nudged her awake. “Babe, did you spill something on my side of the bed?”
She groaned in refusal against his request to wake her because her days were tirelessly long. “No, Tim. I only use my side of the bed to not disturb yours, and I never eat in bed.”
“Huh, it must’ve been from when I jerked myself off earlier. I thought I cleaned up my mess.” Seeming pleased with his theory, he rolled himself back into my cum like it was okay to lie in his own spending without it being a mutual bliss between partners. Holding back a gag, I watched as he fell asleep. Once his snores were audible, Emilia sat up and looked over how he rolled away from her body.
Hugging herself, she began to cry. I knew this reasoning came from his confession of not wanting her earlier, and his attitude when it came to holding her close. For the next twenty minutes, I had to witness this woman cry herself back to sleep. I had to see how her hurt got shucked to the side to keep living in his world, existing for someone else to control.
Anger fueled every cell within me. Fisting the tips of my fingers into the flesh of my palms, I had to gain control to not slaughter the fucker right now. The only option was to leave as fast as possible. Blinking back the red hue over my eyes, I needed fresh air to cleanse my soul from the beast wanting to rise within.
Charging out unobtrusively, I only did up the button of my slacks to not jostle my belt. Silently storming out and into the small hall, I took in her home for the first time. It fell apart at the seams, and she had no real items of any value. I blamed Tim. In my unabridged anger, I knew I couldn’t lurk and snoop like I needed to because I would kill the man in the other room. Instead, I walked out their front door and blazed my way down the rickety stairs to get back to Costas.
fourteen
Costas
Too easy. It only took two days to be hired on, and they ran the background check instantly because they were so short staffed. Thanks to me paying off a few of their top workers, I slid right into their desperate hands. Thank heavens for that because Millie’s moans had clouded my mind right after handling business. The minute we got back home from Tony’s break-in adventure, I relieved myself in the shower, but I still dreamed about her sounds. What I wouldn’t give for a woman like that to say my name in ecstasy.
“And these are your new uniforms.” The guy handed me a stack before pointing to the bathroom to change, ripping me from my intrusive thoughts. Today would be my first day working at the prison, and I didn't feel the least bit thrilled about it. At least with my job for Tony I didn't have to worry about dressing up in a monkey suit and working specific hours each day. Though, I never stopped working because I had to constantly watch out for him.
Stepping into the bathroom, I closed the door and locked it behind me as I studied myself in a simple T-shirt hiding my true suffering. Since arriving I had been asked several times about the scar along my face because to some people it meant I'd be untrustworthy for having it. Luckily, I thought about this before getting hired and planted a fake news article about my heroic endeavors in the last prison I worked in. According to that little bit of information, some prisoners tried starting a riot to escape, and I had been the one to detain them as others came to help. In doing so, it ruined my perfect complexion by getting sliced with a shiv.
No one knew the true reason behind my scar, and I wouldn't be mentioning it now. They thought I was some type of hero in their workforce, and it got me accepted into their fold faster. The article I planted made it look like it happened a few years ago, but none of them knew I just drew that up the other night. My skills were uncanny when it came to technology, and it had been another thing Mario forced me to learn as his prodigy.
Now standing in the uniform, I popped the collar a little harder and left the top button undone because I had noticed the other men wore the same look. While I had grown accustomed to having that button done up with a tie, it felt nice to let my thick neck not strain against the fabric. Some of my tattoos stood out from the sleeves, but they already knew about them when I first applied. Now, this stupid hat made me feel ridiculous, but I knew I just had to hold out long enough for us to get Draven free.
Setting my things in my backpack, I knew he planned to take me somewhere to put it next where their lockers would be. When I left the bathroom, he made a whistling sound of approval because I had never stood as a small man, but this uniform made me a lot broader than I would ever be used to. Many were terrified of me because of my looks and size, and they would never try getting to know the sweeter side to me that barely existed anymore.
The man began giving me a tour and showing me all the areas of the prison because I would be starting tomorrow officially. We walked the corridor of men in their cells as my eyes strayed to see where Draven had been placed. I also had to see where the idiot Lester had been put in order to take him out without being caught. Not seeing him, I noticed Draven ended up being in the last cell as he lied on his bed in a private room. These people knew better than to make him share one because he would kill whoever they placed in there.
