Fuck. There is something really wrong with me.
I can’t stop thinking about her being just down the hall, wearing only that tight tank top and short boxers. The ones with the big leg holes. The ones I can easily slip my hands into. My dick knows just how little effort it would take to get her naked and the fucker stays stiff all night.Putting me in agony.
Claudia has grown up. The desire to have her is making me fucking miserable; every inch of her sweet little body is calling out to me.
My dick and the devil sitting on my shoulder pair up and try to convince me all I have to do is walk the short distance to her bedroom and I could be inside her within a few minutes. They tell me I could cover her mouth with my hand and no one would hear her moan when I push my cock through her tight virginity. I could spend all night with her legs wrapped around me and we’d be so quiet that Owen and River would never even suspect.
Damn, I need to get off so that I’ll stop thinking about her. Maybe that’ll bring some relief from the ache in my balls—or at least make the discomfort bearable, perhaps better equip me to handle being in the same house as her.
I slip my hand into my shorts and grasp my cock, leisurely stroking up and down beneath the quilt as I recall seeing Claudia tonight for the first time since late summer. I close my eyes and pump faster as I picture her lying on the bed naked and waiting for me.
Damn. Those lips. Those curves. Those tits.
Are you thinking of me while you do that, Duke? Want me to do that for you?Imagining those words coming from her mouth is all it takes for me to detonate. “Uhh, fuck.”
Claudia Bliss. Within my reach yet completely unobtainable.
Fuck. Me. I’m in deep shit.
My best friend’s little sister is all grown up. And I want her.