18. Doubts Creep In?

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Seb slowly opened his eyes as he woke up. He had no idea of what the time was but the sun was shining through a gap in the bedroom curtains. He turned onto his side to face the woman that was laid sleeping besides him. Savannah. She looked so peaceful laid there on her back, her head falling to the side slightly. Her golden hair framed her face and Seb thought she truly looked like an angel. The duvet had slipped down and he could see the pale pink satin nightdress she was wearing, the creamy swell of her breasts taunting Seb yet again.

He felt his cock begin to harden. Fuck, how he wanted her. The last four days had been hell. They'd shared a bed since they'd arrived home from Japan and every night he'd laid there wanting her. Every morning he woke up and got hard from wanting her. She sighed in her sleep, a small smile appearing on her lips.  His cock got harder.   It was straining against his boxer briefs trying to escape.   Fuck, he thought. He lifted the duvet and looked down at his crotch.  There was a darker patch appearing on the grey cotton where his precum was soaking through the thin material.

Savannah rolled onto her side and hooked her leg over his. Subconsciously she reached out and draped her arm over him. Shit, if she moved one more inch his erection would be pushing up against her. He had to move.

He gently lifted her arm up and at the same time slipped his leg from underneath hers. He quietly got out of the bed and padded his way across the room to the bathroom.

He locked the door behind him and let out a frustrated growl. This woman was going to be the death of him. If his body reacted like this to small movements she made in her sleep, what would it react like if she willingly touched him, if she sucked his cock? Oh christ. He was so hard now that it hurt.

Maybe a cold shower would help. First he relieved his bladder, which proved to be fairly uncomfortable with his cock so hard.

Then he switched the shower on, stripped off his underpants and stepped under the cold spray. He gasped as it hit him, feeling like hundreds of small needles stabbing into his skin.

After a few minutes it became apparent to him that his cock had no intention of going down. There was only one way this was ending.

He wrapped his fingers around his engorged member and began to slowly stroke it up and down. He closed his eyes and began to imagine what Savannah would look like naked. His hand moved faster. God, how he wanted to fuck her. He'd never craved a woman so much. Maybe it was because he couldn't have her, maybe if he had her this feeling would go away. He couldn't though. He might end up losing her altogether. He had to get over this obsession he had with her.

He thought of her breasts. What colour were her nipples? He'd bet money that they were a dusky pink colour. Oh fuck. He groaned quietly, the tip of his tongue snaking out between his lips as he ran the pad of his thumb over the super sensitive tip of his cock. Oh what he'd give for that to be her tongue teasing him, running around his bulbous, leaking head.

He felt like every drop of blood in his body was congregating in his cock, it was throbbing as he slid his hand down it again. Jesus Christ. He thought of Savannah on her knees in front of him, looking up at him adoringly with those beautiful mismatched eyes of hers, her fingers curled around him showing off his ring. She'd smile and lower her head, taking him between her full lips.

"Ahhh," Seb gasped as he began to masturbate faster. He had to cum. He had to get some relief. He opened his eyes and looked down at his hand moving faster and faster. He was so close. A few more indecent thoughts and he'd be there. He closed his eyes again.

He thought of Savannah on all fours, her legs parted so he could see the pink flower of her womanhood exposed in all its beauty. He imagined running the tip of his cock along her slit several times before sinking himself into her. Oh, that thought did it. He placed his left hand on the tiled wall, bracing himself as he came hard.

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