Page 33 of Sinful Scars

My cock leaks in my pants.

It would be wrong of me to intrude on her, to take advantage of her vulnerability, but from the way my cock throbs, I’m finding it hard to think straight.

Reaching into my back pocket, I feel for the delicate chain of her necklace.

I’m still yet to return it, and I know it’s making Elle anxious that it’s gone.

“Maybe I should pay her a visit after all…” I look back up at her window.

There’s no sign that she’s still awake, but I wait another half an hour just to be on the safe side before I cross the street and begin to climb the fire escape that leads to her window.

I should be annoyed that she's left her window open after I warned her against it, but when I catch sight of her lying fast asleep on her bed, her naked body tangled in a sheet, that annoyance quickly morphs into desire.

Her dark hair is fanned out on her pillow, and her full lips are slightly parted.

I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight, and I gently perch on the edge of the bed and watch her for a while.

It’s reassuring to see her looking so at peace. Over the past few days, she’s looked dead on her feet with dark shadows lining her eyes and a lack of color in her cheeks. She’s been picking up extra shifts at the hospital which concerns me.

I know she’s good for the money, considering the fact that her uncle bought her this apartment, so it makes me believe that she’s trying to distract herself, to work her body to the point of exhaustion to try and escape the nightmares.

I can think of a much better distraction that would help send her off into a dreamless sleep.

A breathy sigh escapes Elle’s lips as she gently stirs.

I hold my breath, my body frozen as she rolls onto her back, the sheet slipping just enough to expose the top of her breasts.

I grit my teeth, hoping that it doesn’t fall lower to exposethem completely as I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from bending down and taking her nipple in my mouth.

Would she enjoy that? Waking up to find me pleasuring her? After her little show, I’m curious to know if that’s what she was hoping for.

Maybe she didn’t go back to bed to finish herself off. Maybe she was waiting for me to join her…

I bite back a moan at the thought of pulling back the sheet and parting her soft thighs to find her wet and ready for me.

My hand moves to my belt, and I silently unbuckle my pants, too overcome with need to think clearly.

I keep my eyes on Elle as I work to pull my throbbing cock free and at the first pump of my length, I almost give myself away.

My entire body shudders as a spurt of pre cum leaks from my tip, coating my hand.

I swallow a groan as I tighten my grip, trying not to think of how close I am to her naked body.

She’s so perfect. The only way she could look better was if she were sitting in my lap with my cock buried deep inside her tight heat. She would take me so well, letting me hold her tightly against my body as I pound into her so hard that I’d have her screaming with pleasure.

I fist my length at the thought of her riding me right here on this bed, her head thrown back with her long, dark hair cascading over her breasts as she moans my name over and over.

My spine tingles, and I work my hand faster.

I try to take a steadying breath as I roll my hand over the sensitive tip, but my release is quickly building.

What I wouldn’t give to throw back this sheet and burymy face between Elle’s thighs, to work my cock in time with my tongue so that we would both come togeth?—

I bite down on my fist as I come, my release coating my hand as I continue to pump my length.

With each spurt of release, my body shudders, and it’s a miracle I manage to stay quiet from how intense the pleasure is.

I’ve not felt anything close to this before, but it would be nothing compared to how good it would feel to finish inside Elle, to have her be the one to send me over the edge like this.

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