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Andre smirks. “Have a good night Fratello,” before slapping my back in a hug and walking back inside.

I get home to find Xavier and Corrine on the couch in the living room watching a movie. Riley is asleep on the other couch and I smile to myself. It’s about time she left the bedroom. Hopefully she will start to feel more like herself soon. Grabbing her up, bridal style, I carry her to my bedroom and place her down on my bed, careful not to wake her. She throws her arm up above her head and twists her body, causing her sleep shirt to ride up, showing her lacy panties. I run my thumb over her bottom lip, and she moans, causing my dick to stir to life.

Fuck this girl is going to be the death of me, I think, and groan, adjusting myself. Time for a shower.

Grabbing sweatpants, I head to the bathroom and start the shower. I jump in, letting the hot water cascade over my head while I lean my arm against the wall. My thoughts suddenly take me back to the night at Lock & Key. My hand absentmindedly strokes my dick, remembering how perfectly Riley’s mouth took it.

Fuck it was so good, how she followed orders with her sexy as fuck mask on. I clench my fist tighter over my dick while I envision Rileys wide eyes as I slam my dick to the back of her throat over and over, watching her struggle for breath. Before I know it my cock is emptying itself all over the shower wall while I let out a low groan. A sound suddenly catches my attention, causing me to look towards the bathroom door. It’s slightly ajar but there’s no one there.

That’s weird, I think to myself, I could have sworn I closed it. I dry myself off and throw on my sweats, heading back into the bedroom. Riley is fast asleep so I head out to the living room. I have a few things to discuss with Xavier anyway.

Chapter 56

Riley

In my dream, big arms are lifting me from the bed in the cabin, carrying me to safety. I hold tightly to the warm body, happy to be safe once again. Then I’m being set down somewhere in the dream. Sebastian’s bed? It’s so comfy…

I’m reaching that point in sleep where you know you’re dreaming but can’t wake up, when I hear rustling near me. I open my eyes, fully awake now, and look around, not seeing anything at first. Then I see Sebastian as he pulls his shirt up over his head. He’s not facing me so I stay quiet to watch him. He throws his shirt in the corner and walks into his bathroom, softly closing the door so as not to wake me up. He must have carried me in here. The thought makes me feel that strange combination again of fear but also something else… I think lust.

I wait until I hear the shower running and tiptoe to the door. This is now the second time I will have intruded on Sebastian’s privacy out of my own curiosity, but I don’t care enough to stop.

Pushing the door open ever so slightly, the steam makes it hard to see him at first. He’s leaning against the shower wall, and his head is tilted down. It almost looks like he’s upset, and I have to stop myself from walking in to see what’s going through his head. But then I look down at his body. This is the first time I’ve seen him without any clothes on. His torso is ripped, he’s got tattoos that span across his chest and onto his back. He’s fucking gorgeous. And his dick would be on full display if it weren’t for his massive hand grasped around it.

Sebastian is jerking off in the shower. In his shower. Just a few steps away from me. Of course he doesn’t know that I’m just hiding behind the door. What would he do if I pushed it open and walked in? Would he be mad? Happy? Would he tear my clothes off and take me right now in the shower? The thoughts fly into my head as all the while his hand pumps up and down on his cock as he’s lost in thought.

Something inside me comes to life suddenly. There’s a space now, outside of the hurt and the fear, and the shame, that seems to be opening up. There may be room for more once again, I think, as I watch Sebastian’s pace increase. Suddenly he groans, and I see his cum spill over his hand and onto the shower wall. My insides twitch and I jerk back, afraid of the reaction I’m having to the situation. I’m not ready to have my body near someone else’s yet. I step away and quickly get back into bed. Within a few minutes Sebastian is out of the bathroom and I hear him pause. He must be looking to see if I’m still asleep. I remain still until I hear him leave the room.

Maybe one day I can talk to him about what I feel right now. There’s a longing to have him next to me in his bed, but it all feels like too much. I wrestle with these feelings for what feels like forever, until sleep finally comes again.

Chapter 57

Sebastian

“That was a long shower my friend,” Xavier says, grinning at me when I enter the living room.

I ignore him and head for my liquor cabinet, immediately pouring two glasses of whiskey. Xavier isn’t picky, he will drink anything.

“Where is Corrine?” I ask, handing him a glass.

“In your guest room. She had to take a call for a client. Some new art gallery thing. I’ll never understand people spending that kind of money on scribble shit with a frame” he replies, making me chuckle.

“You two are certainly getting cozy” I say to him casually.

“She's pretty cool. I kind of like that she’s so OK with this just being casual. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to have anything serious so it’s a plus to find someone with similar interests that won’t push me for more.” He responds, looking away.

I can already see that he’s shutting down and I’m not going to get much more out of the conversation if I try to get too deep so I switch gears to lighten the mood, bringing up some of our fun college endeavors. “Just make sure you don’t get jizz on my carpets like you did that one time at the frat house.”

“Hey! I already told you that wasn’t me. Fucking Jonathan and Jamison did it. I wasn’t even at the house that night. Those fuckers we’re probably having a cream pie fest with some sorority chick. You know Jonathan likes to see his jizz everywhere” he responds.

Just then Corinne walks in “Who’s having a cream pie fest?”

“No one,” Xavier replies, just as I say “The twins.”

He glares at me, making me wonder why that would upset him.

“Both of them? Like together?” Corrine asks curiously.

“Well, there’s usually some innocent bystander in the middle but yes, you get the idea.” I reply laughing.

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