Sin Miedo - Simon "ghost" Riley

Chapter 10 - Roof

Ghost

I watch her as she walks out, feeling the wave of regret wash over me.

I've tried to keep my distance from her since the night she got here, but being in the room with her alone I couldn't help but be near her.

To touch her.

To have her look me in the eyes as I see the uneasiness on her face.

She didn't want me to stop, I could tell. But she was hesitant, almost afraid of what would happen if we kept going.

I liked how she looked when she was afraid.

I lean back on the bench, closing my eyes and blocking out the conversation Gaz and Soap were having.

All I can picture is her. How her chest rose up and down as her breath picked up, the pleading in her eyes, how rosy her cheeks got, the way her mouth wrapped around my finger as I took it out.

I stand up abruptly and pick up my gym bag, accidentally getting Soaps attention.

"Where are you going? It's chest day." He says while walking on the treadmill.

"I'm not feeling it today." I grumble, walking out of the gym.

I start heading back to my room quickly, making my way inside once I get there. I throw my gym back on the floor, pacing back and forth.

I know what I did was wrong, and I shouldn't have done it. Price would have my head on a stick if he knew how I was acting around her.

Something about her entices me.

I don't think when I'm with her. My actions take over and my brain turns off, or better said I start thinking with my dick instead of my head.

I can feel myself get harder by the second, the only solution here being to go relieve myself.

Unless...

I quietly step out of my room, walking a few doors down to Mari's room. I knock on it three times, getting no answer. I open the door slowly, peeking my head in. I don't see her but I can hear the shower running.

I step in, quietly closing the door behind me. I walk through the room, making my way towards the bathroom.

I realize the bathroom door isn't closed all the way, and when I peek in I can see Mari's reflection in the mirror.

Fuck.

I look at her through the mirror, somehow getting even harder than I was before. I spit in my hand and reach down into my pants, stroking myself slowly.

I watch her as she rinses off the shampoo in her hair, the shampoo that I brought her from her house.

I remember how angry she was that morning, but how good she fucking looked. I could see her nipples peeking through the big t-shirt she was wearing, and her thighs...fuck her thighs. I would live in between them for the rest of my life if I could.

If it was up to me I would've taken her back upstairs and fucked the attitude right out of her mouth.

I grab onto the wall to support myself, feeling my orgasm getting closer and closer.

I continue watching her. She grabs the loofa and squeezes some body wash on it, bending down and scrubbing her legs.

I could go in there right now and start fucking her, hear the surprised gasp she lets out not knowing I was watching her the whole time.

She stands back up and starts scrubbing her chest. She goes back under the stream, and I watch as the soapy bubbles disappear and fully reveal her breast's once again.