I shouldn’t touch myself, let alone think about touching myself over this girl I barely know. I shouldn’t have these thoughts at all.
If she could see into my head, she would never speak a word to me again.
She doesn’t have to know though. Right?
That thought alone has me reaching down and gently stroking my cock. Pre-cum already leaking out the tip.
I know this isn’t going to last long.
I lean my other arm on the tile wall of the shower, supporting myself while I grip my cock tighter to thoughts of a blonde woman I have no business thinking about in the way I am.
What I would do to fuck my dick in between her breasts while she sucks on my fingers. Those lips sucking around my pointer finger the same way she would suck my dick. When I’m close to coming all over her tits, I’d pull her and those shapely thighs around my face as I lie down and get suffocated by her pussy.
She would be soaked for me, eating her out until she’s shaking around me, hands gripped in my hair, while she praises me for being a good boy and getting her off.
I can’t tell if I want her to slap me or praise me, or both.
“God,” I whimper as if He above can help me right now.
Staying in my lust filled daydream about freckled pale skin, blue eyes, and pumping myself in between her plump breasts, I grip myself harder, stroking faster.
I wish it was Maisie on her knees in the shower in front of me, pumping me instead. That image alone is enough to have me coming all over the shower wall.
“Fuck,” I huff out. That was the fastest I’ve ever gotten myself off and I don’t feel good about it but I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t the best release I’ve had in a while.
A secret between myself and whatever God is above me.
“So,you’ve been silent about your date with Maisie,” Miles says sitting at the dinner table across from me. “I’m shocked you haven’t gone to the newspaper and made it national news.”
“We’re actually going to the fair tomorrow.” I take a bite of my dinner so I don’t have to elaborate but he doesn’t say anything, just looks at me in response. “It’s a part of her bucket list she wants to complete,” I continue. “She’s afraid of heights and wants to ride the ferris wheel to help get over that fear.”
“Look at you being her knight in shining armor.” A genuine smile comes out of him and even if it’s a joke at my expense, I huff out a laugh. I like this Miles, the happy yet grumpy guy I knew before his parents ruined it with their lack of love for one another.
“We had a good time the other day.” I smile down at my plate, remembering the smile on her face as we flipped through her journal. “I really like being around her.”
“Don’t forget you’re not here forever,” he tells me in his father figure tone. “I don’t want anyone getting hurt, especially you.”
With a sigh, I agree.
“You have so much love to give and you jump into new situations so generously. I don’t want what’s happening now to blindside what’s going to inevitably happen in the end.”
An ending that I want to put on pause.
An ending that includes my heart breaking as I go back home to Seattle, leaving the one person that’s starting to make mefeelsomething.
But what if there was a way to stay?
Before I go to sleep, I send a message to the girl my mind won’t stop thinking about.
I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.
Maisie: 1 Ferris Wheel: 0
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HENRY
Standing outside of Maisie’s door with her coffee order in hand, I start to feel nervous. I’m usually not one to feel this way but standing here, on her porch… I can’t help my trembling hands. I flex my fingers on my free hand and somehow I manage to knock on her door.
