Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Lily. She’s sneaking in. She must not be able to sleep either.
It’s dark in here, so I don’t think she can see that my eyes are open. She tiptoes closer, moving with the stealth of a cat. My heart starts to beat faster with each step she takes toward me until she is right next to the bed. I don’t move or make a sound as she carefully lifts up one corner of the blanket, and crawls into the bed, the mattress dipping a little with her weight.
I can’t suppress a smile as she scoots closer, and closer until she is pressed right up against my side, her willowy arm snaking across my middle. My abs flex at her touch, and I can feel the heat of her touch in my groin.
She must be thinking she’s so sneaky right now. Did she plan this all along? If she did, I can’t be mad at her. I know I should stop whatever is going on between us before it bites me in the ass, but I’m at the end of my rope when it comes to pushing her away. So, I don’t say anything when she drapes her leg across mine and buries her face into my bare chest.
It’s not long until her breathing slows and becomes heavier, confirming that she is asleep. I, on the other hand, am beyond wide awake. It feels like I took ten shots of espresso.
Lily’s leg moves up my thigh, a soft sigh passing her lips. I know she is sleeping and doesn’t know what she is doing, but my dick doesn’t realize that. He doesn’t care. All he wants is the softness between her legs, and while I’d like to give us both a taste of that, it’s not happening.
With her knee moving closer and closer to my cock, he decides to harden, and pretty soon he’s so hard it fucking hurts. How the fuck am I supposed to sleep like this?
Screw this, I have to do something about the iron rod between my legs. As slowly as I can manage, I peel myself away from Lily, trying my best not to wake her up. Sliding out of the bed like a stealth ninja, I disappear into the bathroom.
Twisting the lock into place on the door, I turn on the shower and strip out of my boxers. My cock springs free, practically screaming with need, and I grip onto it as I step into the shower.
My hair isn’t even wet all the way when I start pumping the angry beast. I’ve never felt the need to jerk off as much as I do right now.
Stroking myself like my life depends on it, I close my eyes, and bare my teeth, imagining the one person who makes me feel this way. The woman lying in my bed, on the other side of this door. The one I can’t get out of my head… the one I can never have.
My thighs quiver, as my strokes grow faster and faster. Up, and down, up and down. I imagine this is what Lily’s pussy feels like, her softness meeting all my hardness. We’re a match made in heaven but forbidden as sin. Every muscle in my body tightens, and I groan so loudly I’m sure Lily can hear me. A lightning bolt of pleasure zings up my spine, the air in my lungs stills and my heart hammers furiously against my ribs as I stare down at my cock watching as the sticky, warm come erupts from my cock, landing against the tiled wall in thick ropes.
Fuck is all I can think as I sag against the tile.
I want her. I want her so badly. But having her, taking her, goes against everything I’ve worked so hard for. If only things were different. If we were different people… then I could call her mine.
10
Lily
The next few days pass by in a blur. All my things are here now, and I’ve officially moved in with Sebastian. Well… really unofficially, since the only other people who know that I am here are; Rem, Jules, and Delilah. I had to tell D because I had to explain where I was living now.
We had to tell Jules and Rem because Sebastian can’t always drive me back and forth to campus. Because A, we’re on different schedules and B, we can’t really be seen together.
So, Remington or Jules drive me to and from campus most of the time, but when Seb’s schedule does happen to line up with mine, he parks his car behind a building or in a hidden corner of the parking lot.
There was an exciting playfulness about sneaking around the first few times, but that feeling died out quickly. I feel wrong doing it, not because I feel like I shouldn’t be with Seb, but because it feels wrong that we are hiding. We are adults, and technically we are not breaking any rules. University policy prohibits student and faculty relationships, but we are not really in a relationship, at least not a sexual one.