My bed catches me as I fall forward, and I bury my head under the pillow, pressing my face into the sheet. Groaning to myself, I hide in my own ridiculous lust for a man I know is a playboy.
I feel stupid for almost kissing him. I feel dumb for even thinking about it. This isn't just some guy, this is my roommate, and my friend's older brother. It's the ultimate betrayal.
And he's a player.
She gave me the stern warning. Who am I to doubt her? Betty knows her brother. She's saving me from not only the heartache of a man who can't settle down and probably doesn't want to, but also from the awkwardness of what that would feel like for her.
I don't want to be just another notch in his belt, and I don't want to ruin a good friendship.
Keep a clear head, Anna!
He's not worth the trouble.
4
Dash
I place my hands on my chest and lay back on the bed. I'm looking up at the ceiling, but my eyes keep shifting to the door. She's right there. Right across the hall. Two steps are basically all that separate us.
I should have just gone for it. Why the hell didn't I?
There was a split second where I thought she was going to come to me, but she didn't. She shied away and retreated her bedroom. . . Her bedroom that's right there. Her room that she's laying in, maybe in some cute nightie with naked legs and a bra-less chest.
My dick thickens as I picture her in tiny little shorts that her ass hangs out of, and a tank-top with no bra. Beaded nipples poking against the fabric as she runs a single finger up between her tits to her mouth to nibble on her nail.
I grip my dick and adjust the hard muscle. I fucking want her. I want her so damn bad, but I know shouldn't. Betty would be so pissed if she found out we slept together. I know this like I know the sky is blue. She'd hate me.
Even with that knowledge it doesn't really make me want Anna any less. There's an attraction between us, it's not just me. I can see it in her eyes. I can hear it in her voice. I could feel it as her pussy massaged my back, and her lips grazed the outside of my ear as she nuzzled her head against my shoulder.
I know it's wrong. I know if I fuck this up for my sister, she'll never forgive me. This is Betty's place, and Betty's roommate. I'm just the placeholder until my sister can be here. The last thing she needs is me scaring away the only roommate she feels confident about.
But fuck, this girl makes me hard.
Her lips are plump, thick, and so fucking juicy. I want to see them wrapped my cock. I want to feel them as they glide down my length. I want to stuff my cock down her throat and hear her struggle for air.
My hand slips inside my shorts and palms my hard dick. I've been bordering on the verge of a full-blown hard-on all day with her. I have to ease this tension in my balls. If she would have kissed me, I know I'd be fucking her right now.
I'd be feeling her wet pussy. The tightness of her entrance and her nipples against my tongue. Closing my eyes, I can feel all of her as I picture her in my head. My hand starts to move slow as I squeeze the tip and stroke down.
Images of her bouncing on my cock the same way as she was bouncing against my back earlier are vivid in my mind. Her tits were pressed against me, now my mouth aches to suck them.
I stroke up and down, faster and faster, living inside the movie in my head. I jerk up to the tip and squeeze harder, then move back to the base. It's a fluid motion, making my toes curl as my balls draw up and my stomach clenches tight.
The orgasm heats me to the core as it explodes from deep inside my cock. Hot cum spews over my knuckles, my muscles filling with tingles as my eyes roll back in my head.
I wipe my hand with a sock from my drawer and toss it in the laundry basket. I feel relaxed, but I'd feel a whole lot better if that were her pussy and not my own hand.
But you can't. Think of how much trouble that will cause!
I know the angel on my shoulder is trying to do the right thing, but sometimes listening to the voice of reason is harder than listening to the devil pulling you the other way. Tugging my clothes off, I crawl under the blankets in my boxers, and fall asleep.