Chapter 19 #2
Fuck. These nightmares are getting worse.
The memories are so vivid, the sounds so real that it’s almost like I’m back at the scene of the accident.
The only thing missing is the excruciating pain and nausea.
Thankfully, my brain doesn’t seem capable of conjuring those sensations.
Small mercies. But I’d prefer it if I could have one damn night where I’m not waking up trembling in a cold sweat.
I lie there in the dark, staring up at the ceiling, when a strange rhythmical noise filters through my groggy brain.
Huh? My brow furrows as I listen, hearing the creak of a bed spring followed by a low, masculine groan.
My head snaps to the side, my gaze finding the familiar form of Alex in the bed next to mine.
At first, I think he’s having a nightmare just like me as he lets out another low groan. Until my eyes slide down his body and widen. There’s just enough moonlight streaming through the half-closed curtain to see his form.
He’s lying on the bed, completely naked, his chest and stomach ridged with muscles and barely an ounce of fat. However, it’s not his cut body that has my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth; it’s the large hand wrapped around the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.
It shouldn’t surprise me since it’s definitely proportional to his body, but damn. That thing is a fucking weapon.
Now my heart is racing, and my breathing has picked up for an entirely different reason.
My nightmare from earlier is forgotten as I watch him stroke his hand up and down his thick cock, beads of pre-cum leaking from the tip.
His head is thrown back, his eyes closed, and his face is contorted with pleasure.
It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
I bite my lip as heat pools between my legs and my clit throbs.
I know I shouldn’t be watching and it certainly shouldn’t be turning me on, but I can’t tear my eyes away.
He’s fucking magnificent and I have the biggest urge to replace his hand with mine as I slide my lips around the head of his cock.
Another groan leaves his lips that goes straight to my pussy and his pace picks up until he’s fucking his fist. My breath catches in my throat and my thighs press together for friction, but it’s not enough. I need more.
My hand snakes down my body and into my underwear. I’m so turned on that I’ve drenched my panties and the first brush of my fingers against my clit is almost enough to have me seeing stars. I clamp my lips together to stifle a moan and continue circling my clit.
More grunts spill from Alex’s lips, only adding fuel to the fire building inside me until I’m sure I’m about to combust. My orgasm is so close to the surface that my entire body trembles.
Alex looks like he’s close, too. His hips buck into his hand as he pumps his fist with hard, fast strokes and his breath comes out in harsh pants.
And then his back bows.
“Fuck, Ollie,” he groans as he throws his head back and cum spurts from his cock.
The sight is enough to send me careening over the edge. Fireworks explode beneath my closed eyelids as I fight to keep still and quiet against the crashing waves of my orgasm. My pussy clenches hard, over and over, and I wish it was his cock I was coming on and not my fingers.
When I finally come back down to earth, Alex is still lying on his back, breathing hard and his stomach glistening with his cum. And he’s looking right at me.
I freeze like a deer caught in headlights, my cheeks burning and my eyes wide. I brace myself, half expecting him to shout at me for perving on him while he’s jerking off, but he doesn’t. Instead, a slow, sexy smirk spreads across his lips, filled with smug male satisfaction.
“Enjoy the show?” he asks, his voice still low and husky from arousal.
I don’t dare speak, far too mortified. Maybe if I lie here long enough, a black hole will open up and swallow me whole. Of course, one doesn’t and I’m left lying there, my cum-coated fingers still pressed against my soaked pussy, unable to look away.
“Maybe next time you can help me,” Alex says with a chuckle and a wink. He slides off the bed and strides to the bathroom, giving me a fantastic view of his naked ass and thick thighs.
It’s only when the door closes behind him that his words sink in. Next time? There’s going to be a next time?! I snatch my hand from my pussy and grimace as the cold, wet fabric of my underwear presses against my heated flesh. Ugh, new underwear it is.
I slip from the bed, shuck off my ruined panties, and replace them with a clean pair. By the time Alex comes out of the bathroom, I’m back in bed and pretending to be asleep because there’s no way I’m going to look at that man in the eyes ever again.
A few hours later, Theo and Rhys return from their patrol shift.
I’m still unable to sleep; the nightmares and my internal freak out over watching Alex stroke his massive cock are swirling in my mind.
Thankfully, it’s dark, so neither of them notice I’m awake as Theo slides into the other side of Alex’s bed while Rhys takes the sofa.
“Alex? Why the fuck are you naked?” Theo’s voice cuts through the quiet stillness of the room.
“Huh? Oh, I was too hot,” Alex replies, his voice thick with sleep.
“Well, I don’t swing that way, so cover your cock.”
Alex snorts. “Don’t worry, my cock isn’t interested in you either.”
It was certainly interested in me earlier. I slap the thought away.
“Just put something on. I don’t want Ollie waking up and being traumatised by the anaconda you call a dick.”
“Somehow I don’t think she’ll mind.” The masculine smugness in his voice makes me want to curl up and wait for a hole to swallow me again. Thank fuck none of them can see my burning cheeks in the darkness.
“Oh really? And how do you know that?”
“Well—”
“Are you two going to be yapping all night, or can we get some fucking sleep?” Rhys grouses from the other side of the room. “And put some fucking boxers on Alex. Last thing we need is for you to make Ollie uncomfortable with your cock.”
Alex grumbles something under his breath as I hear him slide out of bed and cross the room. A few moments later, he’s sliding back into bed.
“Happy now?” he grumbles.
“Yes. Now get the fuck to sleep.”
Silence follows Rhys’s order.
I relax into the bed, trying to keep my mind blank as I listen to the sounds of the men breathing steadily. It takes a while, but eventually I’m lulled back to sleep.