Then disappeared.
Appeared.
Disappeared.
Did no one ever teach you it’s rude to eavesdrop?
Fiesty.
This tightly-wound, prickly woman would be the death of me. I hadn’t expected her to be teasing…
Not my fault that I can hear every slutty little moan.
A moment later, the buzzing resumed, and a whimper followed, louder than before.
I closed my eyes, knuckles whitening around my phone.
If you’re going to eavesdrop, at least give me something to listen to.
My buttons worked against me in my haste to get my fucking trousers down. I groaned as I finally got my hand on myself, stroking over the head of my cock and letting out a groan.
I typed with one hand that barely functioned.
You didn’t strike me as a dirty girl…
The moan that filtered through the wall was anything but sweet. My strokes grew harsher with every delicious noise she gave.
You have no idea.
The growl I let out was pure need. I wanted to burst through to her room and figure out exactly what she meant by that. The wall between us wasn’t thick enough to keep our harried breath from combining, my jealousy growing with each buzz that filtered through. I’d have given my left ball to be between her thighs.
Her whimpers increased, and I closed my eyes, imagining myself there, tasting her, teasing her, making her squirm until she fell apart beneath my tongue. And my fingers. And my cock.
It didn’t take long until her moaning changed, deepening until a deliciousOh my godcame through the wall.
And straining to hear, maybe a whisperedHenry,too. It might have been a figment of my imagination, a hope over reality, but it undid me anyway. My thighs tensed as I came hard, filling my hand with ropes of heat.
When I caught my breath, I took a photo of my hand, dripping for her, and prayed that she wouldn’t use it against me.
All for you.
I regretted it instantly.
Until her message popped up.
Shame. If you had been here, I could have cleaned that up for you.
I dropped the phone and considered rushing through with my hand out for her.
My phone buzzed again.
Sir.
Fuck me.
I dropped the phone on the bed and rubbed my face, getting myself a faceful of my own cum.
Damn. I stumbled to the bathroom and washed my face, laughing under my breath. That was a turn-up for the books. I hadn’t imagined her like that.
