Entanglement [COMPLETED✔]

6

Alex

There was an awareness of what I was doing, of what I wanted to do and as an adult I knew it was wrong. 

It was so damn wrong yet I couldn't stop. 

I shouldn't even be thinking about her in that way, but it was almost impossible. Any man with eyes and ears wouldn't be able to resist such beauty, would be stupid not to notice Laura. 

She walked around in clothing that made it impossible not to notice her figure, to not see her. The way she talked, voice soft and clear, green eyes swirling with secrets and desire. It wasn't an excuse for what I was doing, no, wearing thin tank tops or baggy clothes wouldn't matter because fuck Laura was a fucking gem.

One I wanted to tarnish. 

Running my hand through my hair, I paced my bedroom floor, trying to calm my frantic heart. To forget how her skin felt underneath my fingertips, how I had almost slipped and gone further, how I almost touched her boobs. 

Fuck

To top it off, Laura hadn't stopped me. No, fuck no, she had leaned in, had fucking almost begged me to go further but not before I realized my mistake. Not before I shuffled out of the room and into mine. 

I couldn't do this. I just couldn't be here anymore. If I stayed, I'd do something I shouldn't, fuck I had already. I had seen her, had fucking seen all of her and touched myself, had gritted our her name as I came in my palm. 

Shit 

Shaking my head, I picked up the car keys and pocketed them before opening the door, flinching at the music. The water's getting colder, let me in your ocean, swim. 

The fuck was that music? 

Clenching my jaw, I stalked to her bedroom, my eyes flickering in annoyance. Yes, it was her house, yes she could do whatever she wanted but that damn music? To play it this loud? 

I could leave her like that, with her awful music and evade speaking to her but I didn't stop. Her door was already cracked open, my fingers wrapping around the doorknob, pushing it open, my mouth dropping open at what I saw. At what Laura was doing. 

There she lay in her bed, her eyes closed, not a single fabric on her body. 

Nothing, absolutely fucking nothing.

I swear I felt my heart stop, felt myself get painfully hard in my jeans. My jaw clenching so hard as I saw her hips move slightly, one hand between her legs another on her breast. 

I backed out, pulling the door, hoping she didn't see me or heard me but fuck I couldn't bring myself to completely close the door. To actually walk away from her fingering herself, from gawking like a sick pervert as she massaged her right boob, her lips parting open. 

I stood there in awe, breathing quickening with each passing second. My pulse quickened, fingers shaking as I peered in. Wanting to cross to her, to see up close exactly what she was doing, to fucking taste her. 

Shit

My actions were reckless and definitely not appropriate, not when I was trying to stop myself. It was so wrong to do it here where she could see me but every rational thought had left me as I unbuttoned my jeans. My finger pulling out my hard dick, aching as I rubbed my hand across it slowly. 

Keeping my gaze on Laura, I saw her open her legs wider, her body shifting until her back was almost to the bed frame, eyes still closed as her fingers went deeper inside of her. Her hips rising, my own hand rubbing vigorously up and down my dick, squeezing hard.