Page 512 of Hell Hath No Fury
“Okay,” she said but was so focused on her texting that I rolled my eyes as I laughed and left the room, shutting the door behind me.
The lights in the house were off, casting heavy darkness in the hall and downstairs. I turned to go to the guest room on the lower level, but the sound of water shutting off had me stopping and turning around.
I kept my hand on the banister of the stairs as I looked at the room at the end of the hall. Landen’s bedroom door.
And then I heard a very distinct male groan.
I was frozen in place as I told myself I didn’t hear what I thought I heard. But then it came through again, and I felt my body heat.
His door was slightly open, with the crack showing a soft blue glow from what I assumed was the television. I don’t know why I did it, but I found myself moving toward his room, my bare feet silent as I made my way over the thick carpeting until I was on the other side of the wood.
I reached out, my throat tight, my heart pounding, as I pushed it open just a crack.
I found myself holding my breath. Whether it was fear, anticipation, excitement, or a mixture of all three, I wasn’t quite sure. All I knew for sure was that I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and felt my pulse right between my thighs.
Leaning slightly to the side to see through the crack, I could see the master bathroom door was slightly open, and saw tendrils of steam swirling out from what I assumed was a recent shower.
With my hand on the doorframe, I let my gaze scan from the bathroom to where I could see the bed. And then a soft gasp spilled from me, and I slapped a hand over my mouth as I felt my eyes widen. There was Landen, laying in his bed, totally naked… and jerking off.
To say I felt like a creep staring at him was an understatement, but for the life of me, I couldn’t move as I watched him take his large hand and stroke it up and down his dick.
And God, what a dick it was. He was big. The length was long. Thick. The head was bulbous and a shade lighter than the rest of the shaft. Then there was the slit at the tip, and I could see pre-cum glistening on the crown from the light from the TV.
Unable to look away, I felt myself get wetter, felt my nipples bead, and my breathing picked up at the way he jerked off harder and faster. It was like he couldn't control himself.
The sound of skin slapping skin, and the sight of his huge balls swaying slightly as he masturbated almost had me moaning.
Thank God I was mindful enough to keep my hand over my mouth.
This is wrong. You’re invading his privacy.
I closed my eyes and took a hard breath in before exhaling it slowly. I dropped my hand and was about to turn away when he groaned again.
“Bea.Jesus Christ, you're perfect.”
I froze, my eyes widening, and turned back to stare at Landen.
“Fuck,” he groaned, really pleasuring himself now. “Yeah, that’s it, baby.” His breath hitched and he made a strangled noise deep within his chest.
Holy shit. Was he… was he fantasizing about me as he got off?
A deep rumble left his chest as his movements went faster, and then he was coming, and God was it the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
I swore I saw his balls tighten up, could see that heavy vein that ran along the underside throb, and found myself staring atthe crown as jet after jet of thick cum shot out of the tip and landed on his hard abdomen.
My eyes felt like saucers as he kept orgasming, thick ropes of seed shooting out of him as he groaned and grunted.
When his hard body relaxed against the bed, and he breathed out in a very satisfied way, I clenched my thighs together. I was soaked, my panties drenched, my body humming and singing with pleasure.
And then he opened his eyes, still lazily stroking himself, staring at the ceiling for a long moment before… he turned his head and our gazes locked.
For a long moment, neither of us spoke, moved, or even broke eye contact. And he still stroked himself, was still so hard.
“Well, sweetheart…” He groaned and squeezed his palm on the crown, pushing out a thick drop of cum. I watched as it slid down the underside. “You coming in here, or do you want to watch me jerk off to the thought of you again?”
I opened my mouth but couldn’t speak. I glanced over at Anna’s door. It was still shut and I could see the light on underneath.
This is bad. This is a bad idea.
