11. Body Like a Back Road
Chapter 11
Body Like a Back Road
Asher
I didn’t realize what she was wearing when I offered for her to watch TV with me. That tight-as-skin tank top didn’t hide anything, and the shorts were too short to be considered decent. I couldn’t stop staring at the TV, afraid that if I were to look at her too long, I would shove my cock down her throat. Then she decided to tell me she was a virgin. Who just drops that on a man? I thought my heart was going to leap out of my chest. I had to get out of there as soon as possible before I did something I regretted. I knew before I even met her that she was going to be off limits, but being a virgin makes her even more off limits.
All of this leads me to where I am now: gripping the edge of my counter, cock pulsing behind my zipper, and my sanity slowly breaking. If I let myself take care of my issue with the mental image of her big eyes, I’ll never be able to stop.
“Fuck,” I groan. I clench my fist one more time before I palm my dick through my jeans. It feels so good, just squeezing it isn’t breaking the rules, right? Even when I imagine it’s her soft delicate hand squeezing me through the denim.
I should probably unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down, right? Yeah, as long as I don’t do anything else. I go to sit on the couch, and my erection is still feeling constrained against my briefs. Well, I can always let it just get some air.
I pull off my jeans and underwear, letting myself go. It’s pointing up at my belly button, tempting me. I see my reflection in the jewelry that is hooked through the tip. My eyes look black with how big my pupils are. I look ravenous. The clear liquid coating my piercing proves just how turned on I am right now. The devil and angel on my shoulders are bickering about what to do next.
“Fuck it.” I grasp myself at the base and squeeze. I hiss in a breath. As long as I don’t imagine the little virgin princess on her knees for me. I spit in my hand and use it as lube as I work myself up and down. My fingers rub against the four bars that are lined up on the underside. I reach down with my other hand and roll my balls with it. I cup them and feel how low they’re hanging. I imagine what they’d feel like slapping against her pussy as I thrust in and out of her. I give mine just a little tap to imitate the feeling. I may be a guy who likes to deliver a little bit of pain, but I don’t mind receiving it from time to time too. I position myself on the couch so I’m on my knees and have a small pillow at ball level. I thrust, and they hit the pillow. I feel the jolt of electricity up my back. This is as real as it’ll get. I continue to thrust, letting instinct take over. I grip the top of the couch to hold on while I talk myself through my orgasm.
“Oh fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight.” I feel my orgasm creeping closer. “Those pretty little tits bouncing as I pound into your wet hole, fuck. Your virgin blood coating my cock is the perfect lu—” I moan as I come.
Ropes of hot white seed coat my hand, the pillow, and the couch. I’ll need to get a steam cleaner to clean this up, but that was the best orgasm of my life. I lay my head on my arm, dick still in hand, and catch my breath. I think about everything that just happened and that I came to the thought of Esme on her back with her blood all over me.
“Fuck, I’m screwed,” I say out loud to myself. This can’t happen again.
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It’s six a.m., and I tossed and turned all night. Physically my body was exhausted. I worked my ass off all day yesterday because of that little temptation who has been strutting around here for the last twenty-four hours. She hasn’t even been here two days, and my composure is already breaking. The issue was I couldn’t shut my mind off. All the what-ifs kept playing in my brain, making me think about everything that I didn’t need to be thinking about. I just wanted to see her. The true her, when she’s sleeping and doesn’t have to keep her composure. Does she sleep with her mouth open? Does she drool? Snore even? I’ll learn everything there is to know about the Princess, I just can’t touch her. I can’t have her. It’ll be torture, but I have to know everything.
I fling myself out of bed and move on with the rest of my morning, realizing that the little bout of daydreaming put me ten minutes behind schedule. I start a pot of coffee and open the door for Bruno to go out and do his business. As I’m shutting the door I hear a, “Good morning to you Bruno,” that sounds a lot like a Princess that I’m not supposed to be thinking about. I open the door again, and there she is in tight leggings, bent over, petting my dog. I clear my throat, and she jumps up startled.
“There you fucking go scaring me again.” She slaps her hand to her chest.
“Well I thought you’d appreciate knowing my presence, but if you’d rather I stare at your ass while you’re bent over and not know I’m here, be my guest,” I shrug.
She grumbles, and I know she’s pissed that I’m right. I give her a little smirk and lean against my doorway.
She smirks right back, and her eyes rake up my body. I drop my expression trying to figure out what she has to be happy about. She clears her throat, and I look around before looking back at her.
“What?” I ask.
“Oh, you know, thought you’d want to know I’m here, but if you’d rather me stare at your hard dick and not know I’m here, be my guest.”
I stand there for a moment trying to process her words, and then I look down. I forgot I hadn’t gotten dressed for the day yet, so I’m standing there in my briefs. My dick, having a mind of its own, of course took notice of the sheen of sweat across her body and her perky tits sitting high in her sports bra. Fuck, I’m a man whore.
I act all calm and cool, but in reality, I’m kind of loving having her gaze on my growing erection. What can I say, I’m needy. I’m leaking just from this interaction.
“Oh, you can look all you want, Princess. You just can’t touch,” I say with a wink. “Go get changed. I’ll see ya in thirty.”
I close the door and take a deep breath. Through the metal I hear her screech, “I’m not a princess!” and go stomping off. This is going to be so much fun.