LIEF
Iwatch Valerie through the telescope from an apartment across the road. She turned down Chase’s offer to put a camera in her apartment, but I admit, I enjoy this more. We take turns watching her, making sure she’s safe, and we try to ensure she doesn’t notice.
Lights not on, everything the same except the telescope following her movements. Just to keep her safe of course, not to enjoy the fact that she’s barely ever completely dressed when she’s home.
We’ve had no problems for over a week. Hunter got an hour of her time for counseling and came back frustrated, but calm. Chase instantly booked an appointment for himself. Mr. Volkov isn’t thrilled since he says that having a set schedule makes them vulnerable, but that doesn’t mean Chase or Hunter listen.
We dragged her into this world. It’s our job to protect her from it.
I tell myself that again as Valerie drags her shirt over her head and sits against her desk to kick her shoes off. She leans back and fans herself, showing a delicious amount of cleavage. Her fingers undo her slacks and she slides them down as well, easing them over her hips and down her thighs.
I should have fucked her that night instead of just eating her out and letting her blow me. That last night when we were all with her. I still remember her taste, the way she clutched me closer to her sweet pussy and came for my tongue.
I remember how eagerly she took my cock down her throat.
And seeing her stripping now doesn’t make me any less hard despite the entire road between us. I turn the telescope to follow her as she goes to her window. She squints in my direction, leans her head to the side. She knows.
Reaching for her phone, she puts it to her ear and puts her back to me as she takes off her bra.
My phone rings in my pocket. I pull it out, see Valerie’s name and sigh. “Valerie.”
“I’m being watched.”
I stay silent for a moment.
“Lief, did you hear me. Some one is watching me from across the road. I know a telescope when I see one. It’s extra creepy considering he’s not turning a light on or anything.”
“Then how do you know you’re being watched?”
“Because the neon lights from the hotel make his long blond hair rather obvious.” She looks at me over her shoulder. “I thought I was clear when Chase offered a camera.”
She doesn’t wait for me to answer, she hangs up.
I sigh and start to text Hunter when I see her go for her bed. An area that I’m happy is in my line of sight. She lays down on the bed and teases me by nearly taking off her underwear. She toys with them as I harden
Valerie’s other hand strokes her breast, circles her nipple. Her back arches and I can practically hear the breathy little sounds she makes. Her hips roll against her hand and she turns her flushed face in my direction.
I lick over my bottom lip. We’ve managed one week without touching her. We agreed we wouldn’t. And she’s made it clear, every time we’ve seen her, that she wants her distance. But this tease, her fingers sinking below her panties, moving under the fabric until her lips part and her back arches …
I can’t stand it. I’m weak if she’s involved.
Her eyes close and she pinches her nipple as her fingers keep moving under the fabric of her panties, driving me insane. I have the discipline to hold out. I have to hold out. But when her gorgeous dark eyes look over to make sure I’m still watching, that control and discipline means nothing.
I know a girl that wants company when I see one.
And I know that Valerie, despite loving to tease, prefers one of us on her, or in her.
I get up, walk down the service stairs of the apartment building, cross the road, and easily get to her apartment door. I hesitate until she moans. The locks are easy enough. I get the bottom two undone, and gently twist the knob.
The door doesn’t catch on the top lock I installed. We’ll have to talk about that, after I take care of her.
I lock both locks and hear her breathing hitch. Taking off my shirt, I walk over to the bed. Her eyes stroke over me, but she’s not touching herself anymore.
“I didn’t invite you over.”
“Yes, you did.”
Her cheeks turn red. “You can’t just break-in. You can’t just watch me.”