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With us pretending to the outside world that everything was still great between us for the last six months, I hadn’t realized the superficial sense of security it had given me. It didn’t matter that we’d been sleeping in separate bedrooms and barely speaking to one another, we were still together, living in the same house.
But that was coming to an end, and once this trip was over, we weren’t going to have that any longer.
It seemed Kiera was already ready to be done with it. She’d likely be fine. I didn’t think I’d do well at all after we got back home.
Unable to use work as a means to distract myself, I closed my laptop and turned on the television. I flipped through the channels, found something familiar, and left it on, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. All of my thoughts were on Kiera.
I couldn’t explain it, but for some reason, I refused to spend any time in the common space unless I was retrieving something from the kitchen or waiting for Kiera to come out of her bedroom, so we could leave together to meet up with our friends.
After a few hours of sulking alone in the bedroom, I decided it was time to try to get some sleep. So, I stepped outside the room to refill my glass of water in the kitchen when it happened.
I’d been making my approach to the kitchen when I heard it. A vaguely familiar sound that had me stopping in my tracks. For a moment, I wasn’t sure if I’d actually heard what I did, or if I was making it all up in my head. That wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility, considering it had been so long.
But in the few seconds that followed as I remained frozen to the spot, I heard it again.
Kiera.
She was moaning.
Not in pain, though.
Nope.
As the seconds passed, it became abundantly clear that she was pleasuring herself.
Fuck.
I knew I probably should have just forgotten about the water, spun around, and walked right back into my room. Maybe I was a masochist, though. Because there was no question just how painful it was to stand there and listen to Kiera through the closed door, knowing what she was doing, and not be able to do a single thing about it.
Maybe this was just more of the punishment I deserved for allowing things to get this bad between us. I’d constantly be haunted by those sounds of her, wondering who she might have been thinking about as she touched herself.
It took every ounce of self-control not to go barging into her room, so that I could finish the job she started.
Fuck, I missed her.
I just wanted to kiss her. To hold her. To make love to her.
My body craved hers.
As she brought herself to an orgasm, I continued to stand there, listening. Nothing had ever sounded so beautiful.
I’d never have that again, and as that harsh reality smacked me in the face, I felt something tighten painfully in my chest.
Not wanting to risk seeing her if she happened to walk out of the bedroom, knowing I might not be able to hold myself back if I saw her post orgasm, I did what I should have done the minute I heard her.
I forgot about the glass of water, turned around, and walked quietly back to my bedroom.
And it took hours of me replaying the sounds of her pleasuring herself in my mind before I finally managed to drift off.
Now, I was getting the break that I hadn’t expected I would need, but was unbelievably grateful for at this juncture.
Because Zac and Talia decided that it was time to split up for the day. While she went off with the girls for a morning of beach yoga followed by a spa day, the guys and I were joining Zac for a day of fishing.
Good.
After last night, I didn’t think I’d be able to be in close proximity to Kiera without needing or wanting to touch her.
We’d already cast out our lines and were settling in for a relaxing day when Zac spoke. “This is nice,” he declared.
