"You won't choke me when you come out, right?" She smiles, what a tease.
"Stop it," I warn her. "That's a bad habit I can't seem to get rid of, and your neck looks pretty with my hand around it anyways," I smirk and she rolls her eyes.
"It's okay, I...
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⋆Landon Kate ⋆
I lay on my bed and close my eyes, the scent that's all hers envelopes my whole being and I fall into peace, what's so fucking special about her? I can't put my finger on it, I don't like her, I don't want to see her, I don't want to think about her but something in me isn't letting me forget about her.
Is she doing magic spells on me? Is she a goddamn witch? I don't fucking know but I don't like the fact that my whole body reacts to her being around and her scent alone is getting me excited, which pisses me the fuck off.
Why does she keep coming even when I do the most to get her to leave me alone, is she crazy because I think she might be with the way she was begging me to touch her two days ago like she was so desperate to feel something.
If she thinks I'm going to touch her and then be reported to the police for fucking rape she is out of her mind and I swear I won't be going to jail without killing her and going to jail for a good ass reason. Bullshit thinking.
She is fucking hot and adorable at the same time and I can't understand how but she isn't going to trick me that easily. She could get naked in front of me and I wouldn't be dumb enough to touch her even if my body really wanted to.
I turn on my side and sigh looking at the t-shirt she wears at night to go to sleep, my t-shirt. She really is obsessed with me isn't she?
God. I groan turning on my back again, my hand mindlessly sliding down my stomach to lift my shirt and then put my hand inside my sweats.
Fuck this is wrong.
I am thinking all these crazy things about this girl but then turning around I'm about to jerk off to her literal scent and thought of her bare legs just two nights ago, I am going insane too I guess.
I can't fucking help it, my dick is about as hard as a rock and if I don't get this feeling away soon I will explode.
"Fuck, I need lotion." I groan before getting up and looking through the bathroom drawers, I didn't have lotion here but when I saw hers I grabbed it without thinking twice about it. The toilet paper was the only other thing I needed and went back to bed, squirting some of her vanilla scented lotion on my hand I put the bottle down and started doing what I needed to do.
The lotion was good but it really did not fucking help the thought of her to leave my head, it got even worse. I reach out and grab the tee to bring it to my face so I can smell her more off it.
"God-fucking-damn-it!" I grunt as I keep pumping my hand up and down on the length of my dick, the image of her on top, riding me till fucking sunset was driving me to the edge and after that it didn't take me longe to cum all over the bed sheets which I didn't plan on happening but it happened and now I had laundry to do for her because it would be embarrassing to know she knew what I did. She would probably want to leave.
