even think of another woman in over a month? The answer is obvious, but I really don’t want to examine it. What I want, right now, is to deal with the situation keeping me awake. I gently slide away from Abby and off of the bed. I wait a second to make sure I didn’t wake her. She’s snoring quietly and my heart gives a little stutter. I could get used to sleeping next to her. Fuck, so not going there right now.
There’s a light shining out from under the bathroom door so I wait and try to adjust my hard on so that Lee doesn’t get an unwanted eyeful. The bathroom door opens and I’m surprised to see that it isn’t Lee.
“Ethan,” Remy purrs with surprise as her eyes fall on me. She looks me over and her gaze stops on my erection. “Looks like you could use a hand with that.”
My cock twitches at the offer. Maybe I should drown in meaningless sex like I always do. It’s safer that way, no one ever gets hurt. But, for some reason it just doesn’t sound as appealing as it always has in the past. I could fuck Remy now: it would be uncomplicated and it would feel good. But then what? Even though we’re just friends I get the distinct impression that I have one shot with Abby and if I were to do this with Remy that would be it. Abby would make sure I never got out of the friend zone. I would go back to meaningless sex every day but then I wouldn’t have anyone to text when I think of something funny, or to make me dinner, or to watch nerdy shows and do cosplay with. Holy fuck, I do want Abby to be my girlfriend.
“No, thanks,” I answer gruffly before edging past her to get to the bathroom.
I grasp my still hard cock and stroke rhythmically as I think of Abby. It’s become a habit lately, I never think of anyone but her. I picture her splayed on her bed with her legs spread wide, inviting me to touch her. I imagine how she would moan and writhe as I devour her with my tongue, sucking her until she comes in my mouth while screaming my name. Pleasure shoots through me and my cock pulses with relief.
Abby’s still asleep when I get back so I quietly climb back under the covers and pull her against me again. This time I don’t try to ignore the feelings swirling through me. I’m falling hard for this girl.
Abby
A sick feeling swirls in my stomach as soon as I open my eyes. I don’t think it has anything to do with the numerous shots of cherry vodka I had last night either. Okay, maybe it has a little to do with that. But, it has more to do with a shirtless Ethan fast asleep with his arm draped over me.
I made such a damn fool of myself last night. I was too drunk and so caught up in the things he was saying that I threw myself at him like an idiot. I was no better than Remy trying to seduce him. I had thought when I overheard him turning her down that meant maybe he had feelings for me. Then the whole thing came to light that he hasn’t had sex with anyone since we met. I don’t even know how to feel about all of the information I gained last night.
I was ecstatic last night. There had been these insane images of the two of us in some sort of exclusive relationship dancing in my head. But, he was right, in the sober light of day I can see how crazy that is.
He told me before, he doesn’t believe in love and he doesn’t believe in relationships. Not to mention the last thing that I need in my life is a relationship. I swore to myself last year there was no way I would put myself back in a situation where a man could hurt me. Sure, Ethan seems perfect now, but so had Justin. That’s not even going into the other thing, the thing that makes me unworthy of a relationship even if I did want one.
I quietly extricate myself from his arms and silently flee to the bathroom, pausing just long enough to snatch a tee-shirt and clean underwear off of my floor. I make quick work of making myself semi-presentable to leave the house and then take off before Ethan wakes up.
How the
There’s a light shining out from under the bathroom door so I wait and try to adjust my hard on so that Lee doesn’t get an unwanted eyeful. The bathroom door opens and I’m surprised to see that it isn’t Lee.
“Ethan,” Remy purrs with surprise as her eyes fall on me. She looks me over and her gaze stops on my erection. “Looks like you could use a hand with that.”
My cock twitches at the offer. Maybe I should drown in meaningless sex like I always do. It’s safer that way, no one ever gets hurt. But, for some reason it just doesn’t sound as appealing as it always has in the past. I could fuck Remy now: it would be uncomplicated and it would feel good. But then what? Even though we’re just friends I get the distinct impression that I have one shot with Abby and if I were to do this with Remy that would be it. Abby would make sure I never got out of the friend zone. I would go back to meaningless sex every day but then I wouldn’t have anyone to text when I think of something funny, or to make me dinner, or to watch nerdy shows and do cosplay with. Holy fuck, I do want Abby to be my girlfriend.
“No, thanks,” I answer gruffly before edging past her to get to the bathroom.
I grasp my still hard cock and stroke rhythmically as I think of Abby. It’s become a habit lately, I never think of anyone but her. I picture her splayed on her bed with her legs spread wide, inviting me to touch her. I imagine how she would moan and writhe as I devour her with my tongue, sucking her until she comes in my mouth while screaming my name. Pleasure shoots through me and my cock pulses with relief.
Abby’s still asleep when I get back so I quietly climb back under the covers and pull her against me again. This time I don’t try to ignore the feelings swirling through me. I’m falling hard for this girl.
Abby
A sick feeling swirls in my stomach as soon as I open my eyes. I don’t think it has anything to do with the numerous shots of cherry vodka I had last night either. Okay, maybe it has a little to do with that. But, it has more to do with a shirtless Ethan fast asleep with his arm draped over me.
I made such a damn fool of myself last night. I was too drunk and so caught up in the things he was saying that I threw myself at him like an idiot. I was no better than Remy trying to seduce him. I had thought when I overheard him turning her down that meant maybe he had feelings for me. Then the whole thing came to light that he hasn’t had sex with anyone since we met. I don’t even know how to feel about all of the information I gained last night.
I was ecstatic last night. There had been these insane images of the two of us in some sort of exclusive relationship dancing in my head. But, he was right, in the sober light of day I can see how crazy that is.
He told me before, he doesn’t believe in love and he doesn’t believe in relationships. Not to mention the last thing that I need in my life is a relationship. I swore to myself last year there was no way I would put myself back in a situation where a man could hurt me. Sure, Ethan seems perfect now, but so had Justin. That’s not even going into the other thing, the thing that makes me unworthy of a relationship even if I did want one.
I quietly extricate myself from his arms and silently flee to the bathroom, pausing just long enough to snatch a tee-shirt and clean underwear off of my floor. I make quick work of making myself semi-presentable to leave the house and then take off before Ethan wakes up.
How the
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