Adea
I don’t know where that came from but I didn’t believe him for one second. He was too obvious and from what I could see something was definitely up. Shane gave nothing away and I gasped as he thrust against my belly. My jaw dropped and his hard length twitched against my ribs. I gripped his hand as it slid up my side. He looked at me and had the audacity to look shocked.
“Oh, right,” he started, “people to kill.”
As if it never happened, he rolled off of me and sat at the edge of the bed. The sun was lighting up every dark space in the room. Shane’s back was to me and I couldn’t help but look at his marred skin.
It looked beautiful and I almost slapped myself as the thought crossed my mind. Stop eye fucking the enemy. I sat up in bed, and the sheet fell to my hips, exposing my breasts and belly.
Was it okay to feel this comfortable with another man? No, no it most definitely wasn’t. Without even meaning to, there. was a game of tug of war going on. I knew I should feel ashamed of myself.
I knew right from wrong and here I was, naked in bed. I couldn’t help but feel shame and guilt. It washed over me as Shane stood to his feet. My gaze went straight to his firm ass. I was not learning my lesson here.
I shook my head and closed my eyes as his footsteps made their way away from the bed. I swallowed. I had spent the night in Shane’s bed. Goddess, I felt like a whore. I couldn’t help the sick feeling of betrayal as it made its way up from my belly to my chest until it settled in my throat.
Opening my eyes, I found Shane as he walked into the closet. I needed clothes. Yes, clothes would be nice. I rolled over to the edge of the bed. Throwing my feet over the side as I sat up.
“What’s up?” Shane called from the closet.
“Nothing,” I said as I gathered the sheet around me.
“It’s something,” he grunted.
“I’m going to get some clothes from the Luna room. I’m naked, so I’ll have to make a dash for it. Hopefully, it’s still early and there’s no one wandering the halls.”
“Don’t worry about it. I have someone bringing your clothes. We’ve got a fun day ahead of us.” His voice sounded strained.
“Oh, okay,” I said as I stood to my feet.
The sheet cascaded down around me and fell to the floor. I peeked at the closet door and Shane was still nowhere to be seen. I was at a fork in the road, there were two decisions. I could follow my curiosity and go see what the inside of his closet looks like or I could run for the bathroom and stay in there until clothes arrive.
Time was ticking and I didn’t know how long Shane would take to get dressed. If I tucked my tail now, I would tuck tail later. Holding my chin high, I squared my shoulders and straightened my back as I turned and headed for the closet.
The large black door was wide open, stepping through it, I search the room. It was larger than I thought it was going to be. Walk-in closets were huge but this, this was massive. I stood in awe as my gaze slid over the well-organized rows of clothing, the stacked containers, and the table that sat along the left wall.
I stepped further into the closet, I noticed the table had a glass cover. You could see through to the watches, cuff links, and accessories on display. Looking around, I was met with a scene I wasn’t expecting and I wondered how I had missed it, missed him.
Shane was leaning against the wall opposite the room, his chin was tipped back, and his eyes were squeezed shut, his lips were stuck between his teeth as he bit down into it. My eyes trailed down his heaving chest and defined abs as they flexed. His hips thrust forward as he gripped his hard pulsing cock.
Oh. My. Goddess.
I hoped I had thought the words instead of saying them out loud. If I did say them out loud, Shane didn’t hear me that or he didn’t care. My eyes widened and I forgot to breathe as I stood frozen to the ground.
Like a deer in the headlights, I couldn’t look away. Shane was fucking his fist like a man driven by lust and desire. His thrusts were fast and anything but gentle. His thrusts were angry and I couldn’t stop looking at his hard pulsing cock.
‘Oh fuck,” he groaned angrily. My lips parted as the speed of his thrusts sped up. “Yes, Adea just like that. Fucking take it, baby,” he moaned.
My jaw dropped. His eyes flew open and I think a scream died on my lips. I was caught, stuck, unable to move as he held my gaze. He didn’t flinch or hesitate. If anything, his eyes flared as if my presence only heightened his lust.
“Come here.”
His command came out as a plea and I was hit with another dilemma. Do I stay where I am, is it too late to run to the bathroom, or do I listen? Before I can answer my own question, my feet are moving.
I stop in front of him, I swallowed over the dryness in my throat as I watched him. I try to hold his gaze. His curls frame his face and I won’t lie to myself, he’s beautiful in a dark and dangerous way.
“Tell me you’re here to stay,” he grunts. I don’t think about it. I don’t wonder if it’s the truth or a lie. At this moment, I’ll give him what he wants, just this once.
“I’m here to stay,” I whisper. He curses as he cums. It’s hard and fast just like Shane. He jerks his fist over his still-hard shaft as he unloads all over the floor.