“This feels so nice,” she said, her voice heavy with sleep.
It did feel nice, I couldn’t deny it. It felt natural, and it felt right. I didn’t dare speak those words out loud, though. Not in front of Chase. I stroked the hair back from her face, and held onto her, waiting for her to fall asleep in or arms. Eventually, her breathing became more regular, softer and gentler. She was still and silent. Chase’s breathing was also steadier. They had both fallen asleep so easily, yet I was awake with a hard-on, trying my best not to do anything stupid.
It had been so long since I’d been with a woman, that with Elise pressed up against me so tightly, my balls ached, begging me for a release. My celibacy was my choice, mostly, and in times like this, it made me kick myself for making the decision.
Ever since my ex and I split, I’d had no desire to sleep with anyone else. It was like my libido was just – gone. Suddenly though, all that desire and pent up frustration came surging to the surface. I tried my best to shove it down, to stop myself from having sexual thoughts about one of my best friend’s sisters, but damn, it was hard. Especially with her tight, firm ass pressed against my rock-hard cock.
Every time I closed my eyes, all I could think about was sliding myself between her thighs and feeling her wetness against my dick as I penetrated her. Of course, this didn’t help with my erection either, which was still firmly against her ass.
I stared at the back of her neck, focusing on her breathing, trying to drive out any and all impulses and thoughts that helped maintain my erection. Chase snored, and it was so loud, it normally would have kept me awake. Not that night though. No, that night, it was the distraction I needed. I focused on that instead. No more thoughts about fucking Aaron’s little sister, please, I begged my brain – and my cock.
Concentrating on the sound of Chase’s snoring, slowly, but surely, my eyes grew heavy, and eventually, I drifted off to sleep. The next thing I remembered was Elise chuckling and the sun streaming in through the windows. I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me with her baby blue eyes bright and filled with happy. They pierced me and seemed to be staring straight into my soul.
“What’s so funny?” I mumbled.
There was a shower running in the bathroom. Chase wasn’t in bed, so I assumed it was him. He’d left me alone, sleeping next to Elise. There were no sounds coming from downstairs either. Trevor and Sean might have still been asleep as well. It was just the two of us.
“You,” she answered.
“That’s not really an answer,” I said, letting out a big yawn. “Care to be a little more specific?”
As I shifted, it became obvious that the erection from the night before was back, or perhaps it had never left. I was most definitely sporting major morning wood. Elise was close enough to feel it against her belly. Was that what made her laugh?
“You talk in your sleep sometimes, you know,” she said, smiling brightly.
“I do?” That was news to me. “What did I say?”
“Mostly just mumbled nonsense,” she said. “But, there was something about the Easter bunny being a terrorist –”
“Well, maybe he is,” I said. “You can’t trust giant rabbits with baskets full of candy. They’re usually up to something. Shady fuckers.”
She laughed hard and shook her head. Inside, I was dying of shame and embarrassment, but on the outside, I laughed it off.
“Maybe he is. Maybe you’re right,” she said, suddenly cocking an eyebrow. “But that wasn’t all you said.”
In that moment, I became very aware of the closeness between us. Became very aware of the feel of her tight little body pressed to mine, of the warmth of her breath against my cheek, her fingers trailing down my arm.
None of it was helping tame the problem in my pants, especially with her bedhead, the way her honey blonde hair covered part of her face, creating an air of submissiveness. Her little pink tongue darted from her mouth, licking her lower lip slowly. The moistness on her lips and the sparkle in her eye, made me yearn to kiss her. I don’t know what came over me. I felt like my body was moving without my direction, moving of its own volition, and I suddenly felt like a passenger in my own body, as I leaned closer to her.
She leaned closer too though. Her breath was heavy on my lips, our mouths inches apart, when the bathroom door opened suddenly. I drew in a sharp breath, and pulled back so fast, I nearly fell straight off the edge of the bed, but Elise grabbed my arm and laughed.