I quietly knock on her closed door. I wait for a minute but don’t get a reply. I’m about to turn around and leave the mug in the kitchen when a quiet noise comes through the door.
“Abby… Can I come in?”
A faint sound that I’m pretty sure was “mmhmm” comes from her room.
My hand hesitates over the handle for a beat before I swing it open. I freeze, taking in the sight before me.
Abby’s lying on the bed with her head thrown back in pleasure and her eyes clamped shut. The oversized sweatshirt she’s wearing is hiked up to just above her belly button.
Her legs are spread just enough to give me the perfect view of her hand, which is moving beneath her light-pink lace thong.
“Fuck.” The word flies from my mouth before I even make the conscious decision to say anything.
Her eyes fly open, locking on me.
I should turn around. Better yet, I should walk back into the hallway, close the door behind me, and forget this ever happened.
Yeah… like I’ll ever be able to forget this.Regardless of what happens from this moment forward, this vision of her will be ingrained in my brain until my last day here on Earth.
My eyes track over every inch of her from her flushed cheeks to her hand that’s stopped moving but is still trapped between her pussy and her panties.
She’s not yelling at me to get out or throwing things at me, and at this point, I’m not going to be able to force myself to leave without her pushing me out.
I step all the way into the room and close the door, leaning back against it. I reach back with my free hand, clicking the lock into place.
I don’t know what the hell is going to happen in the next few minutes, but whatever it is, no one else needs to see it.
I actually don’t think I would mind if Wyatt or Kane saw, but that’s a problem for another day.
I set her mug down on the desk and step back to rest my shoulder against the door. This is as far as I can be from her in this small room without escaping into the hallway.
I would get closer, but I don’t trust myself to close this distance between us anymore.
“Don’t stop,” I tell her.
She swallows thickly, still lying there motionless.
“Do you want to come?” I ask when she doesn’t respond. I keep my voice low, so no one else can hear me.
She nods.
“Use your words, angel.”
“Yes.”
“Then… don’t stop. Show me how you make yourself come when no one is looking.”
The blush on her cheeks deepens.
She stays still for a few seconds, biting her lip. I want to crawl over there on top of her and pry that plump lip from between her teeth and lick and kiss it better.
The movement is barely perceptible through the barrier of her underwear, but she slowly starts to touch herself again.Thatta girl.She lets out a barely audible whimper, and my dick goes from half-mast to fully erect in seconds.
Her eyes close, but we can’t have that. “Eyes on me.”
They snap back open, looking directly at me. Her pupils are blown wide with lust and desperation.
“Pull your thong to the side.” My tongue slides over my lips. “I want to see you. Show me your pussy.”
