Chapter 42

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It's a dirty long one...

Sex lingered in the air like a suffocating cloud.

A dirty, steamy cloud.

The tension was so thick it would need to be hacked through by a cleaver.

The noises they had coaxed out of each other.

The words they had spoken.

The bad they had done.

It had all been so thrilling at the time. It was erotic, taboo.

But now, with their minds clear and sober, the room only brimmed with a very real and very deafening guilt.

Cold, hard, guilt.

The feeling was so consuming that just seconds after they had finished, Harry quickly took a step back in order to give Aubrey some room. Her body almost immediately sitting up right on the counter as he did, her forearms moving to cover her breasts as she was suddenly soaked in shame. Her legs snapping shut as she squeezed her thighs together, her head dropped low so she could keep her eyes on the floor.

Harry then turned away from her in order to tuck his softening cock back into his shorts, his white bunny teeth chewing down on his bottom lip as he did.

It was now so... awkward...

Aubrey could feel her heart thundering in her chest.

Her breath still as shallow and heavy as Harry's.

The painful silence continuing even when Harry made his way out of the kitchen, scooping up the robe that had been left on the floor of the corridor. His still shirtless and muscular self returning just seconds later, striding towards Aubrey with a flustered face as he offered it out for her to take. Her trembling hand timidly taking it from him, her eyes remaining low and refusing to meet his.

But before Harry could look away and allow Aubrey the decency to cover herself up without him watching, they both abruptly noticed Harry's now drying cum that was still plastered to her lower stomach— like they had forgotten what had just happened only seconds ago.

"Oh, fuck," Harry muttered under his breathe, his eyes fixed on the sinful stain on Aubrey's skin. "Let me get you... uh. I'll um," He rambled out before heading over to grab a few sheets of tissue from the roll attached to the wall above one of the counters.

His eyes squeezing closed when he faced away from Aubrey, the tension, confusion, embarrassment, and gut-wrenching, heart-aching unknown made him want the ground to swallow him whole. Not to mention how hard of an effort he had to put in order to stop himself from getting aroused again, just seeing Aubrey with his cum on her sun-kissed skin was enough to make his cock begin to harden again.

"Here." He held out the tissue for Aubrey to take.

As Aubrey wiped her stomach clean and got down off the counter, Harry took this opportunity to also retrieve his vest from the corridor, slipping it on and returning to the kitchen just in time to see Aubrey tying the robe of her belt, her beautiful body now completely covered.

Their eyes finally met for the first time since they had both watched each other orgasm.

Aubrey was practically shaking as she stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, utter disgrace on her expression and her big green gaze brimming with emotion.

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