I held Claire against the door and kissed her until my softened cock slipped out of her, making us both sigh and shudder. Then I buried my face into her neck and just breathed her in for a sec.“Aren’t you getting tired?” she murmured against my ear, hugging me back.I smiled squeezing my arms around her once. “Maybe, but don’t worry. I won’t drop you, okay?”“Don’t stop. You’re not going to drop me.”I hummed, pressing kisses to her throat, then taking her skin between my lips and sucked, biting down lightly with my teeth. I wanted to make a mark against her neck, but I thought it would make her mad, so it was only a light nibble.Neither of us was properly dressed. She had her boobs out, and my cock was hanging out of my pants. They were still hanging onto my hips, and I imagined the strange sight we made. But I didn’t want to put her down. Instead, I held her properly, pulling away from the door.I just chuckled. Her groans had gone a pitch higher, either in surprise or fear, but
I was laying my head on Rogue’s chest, eyes closed and breathing calmed down. I could think, but in all honesty, I didn’t want to.“Claire?”I sighed because obviously, Rogue had different ideas.It would have been fine if we’d just let things go as they were. I’d do my best to make sure it didn’t happen again, but that would just be an awkward thing to ask for when we were still naked and entwined together on my bed.“Are you pretending to be asleep?” he asked after I didn’t answer for a long time.“I’m not pretending or anything,” I murmured. “What is it?”Guilt had already started to settle in for me. I had come home, early at that, with a clear objective. And yet, it was so simply thrown out the window so easily that I felt a bit ashamed of myself. Maybe it was because we’d already been together before, and it was only a day or two ago, so my mind and body still remembered his touch and how good it felt. But I had no self-control around him.So then, didn’t that mean, no matter wh
When I woke up, I found myself alone in bed, and I buried my face in the pillow as I held back a groan. Did Claire run off again?“Fuck!”I hadn't paid much attention to what she’d said last night in my post orgasm haze, but that didn’t mean I forgot, either.We had to stop doing this…It wasn’t like I didn’t understand her reasoning. Only, when I slept with Claire, I wasn’t exactly thinking of a reason. I could just imagine my dad if he found out, how disappointed he would be in me. And I didn’t want that, but he didn’t have to know. I didn’t know how Hannah would react, I didn’t think it would be nice, either, but did we have to tell people at all?I sighed and pushed myself up, then slid out of bed. She’d said we needed to talk. If she’d run off again, maybe we’d get to talk after she came off work or something, but I needed to go to the hospital. I’d been scared yesterday, and being with Claire had been enough to distract me from my going yesterday. But I couldn’t keep hiding behi
I kept checking the time as I worked. It was getting so close to lunch. I’d only been waiting for a few hours, but it felt like it had taken so long and there was still half an hour left to go. I was anxious, but I did my best to hide it.If I’d just been on my desk, it would have been okay, maybe. But the problem was I was still sharing a room with Simon, even though our meeting was long over. He’d insisted I stay and work nearby, and since all my other cases had been cleared so I could focus on this one, I couldn’t even say no, dammit. It was so fucking uncomfortable, because it was a closed office with only the two of us, and I wasn’t used to it. My position in the company was still pretty low, so I had a desk, but it was on an open floor where my area was separated from others by some partitions, and that was it.Having a door between me and the rest of the floor was a bit strange for me. Especially when I had to be on this side with Simon. He was minding his own business while wo
I was lazing around the house again. I fucking felt the need to do it. While I was in the joint just doing your own thing was a fucking luxury. I wasn’t obligated to stay indoors just because I was on parole, and I could probably track a few of the people I used to hang out with before, but the idea wasn’t appealing, not one bit.More importantly, it had been a few days, and Claire was still too busy with work to go to the hospital with me. I had hoped, the day she said she’d meet me at the hospital at lunch, that I could just go and meet her there when she went. I should have gone alone in the morning, but I chickened out again.It wasn’t easy, though. I could remember having this feeling of helplessness before, when I’d thought I was in for a good basketball career, only to get hit with a serious injury. This situation was wholly different, but just like then, I didn’t have the confidence to make a move.“Ugh,” I groaned, jumping off the couch.Over the past few days, I’d been alter
I let Hannah lead me through the hospital. We didn’t go far, stopping at what looked to be the cafeteria. There were a few people around, patients sitting with people in street clothes and chatting. She led me to an empty table and had me sit, then sat down across from me.“Would you like something to eat?” she asked, arching her eyebrows.I frowned. I hadn't eaten, but I honestly didn’t feel like it. Especially not after seeing Dad looking like that.“No, thank you,” I said.“The food here isn’t as bad as people like to stereotype,” she said. “Are you sure you won’t be having any?”I nodded quietly, ducking my head to stare at the tabletop. I fidgeted with my hands on the table, curling and uncurling my fingers from around each other. I hadn't seen or spoken to Hannah longer than Dad, and though she was my Hannah, I didn’t know how to approach and talk to her most of the time, and the reverse was probably true. In the time since she’d gotten married to Dad I’d only talked to her a fe
I raised my arms, stretching my body out. Then I twisted and rotated my head, trying to get a crick out of my neck. I rubbed both my shoulders, and leaned back against my seat once again.Simon had just stepped out of the room, and I was taking it as a momentary break. I couldn’t help but be cautious around him, so there was no way for me to relax with him there. I didn’t know how long I had, though.“What time is it, even,” I muttered to myself, pulling my phone out.I was too afraid to even use my phone and I’d left my watch in my hurry to get to work this morning. I had no idea what time it was, but it had to be really late because it had been dark outside for a while. The lights in the room were on, but the blinds hadn't been let down so I could look out the window at the dark night. Even other buildings around us had their lights off.I checked the time and winced.Shit!It was nine and I was still stuck at the office! This was becoming a reoccurring thing in an annoying way. It
I was sleeping in my own bed alone, and I had to admit it to myself. It hadn’t been that long yet, but already I was too used to sleeping in the same bed with Rogue. With him gone, it felt so uncomfortable I couldn’t even get a proper sleep. So, when I heard my phone ring on the nightstand, I was only half asleep.“Who could that be this early in the morning,” I muttered to myself.My eyes squinted open. The room was still dark, but it was a little bright, and I could tell it was really early, but it was morning.“Ugh,” I groaned, reaching my hand out from underneath the covers. I was practically curled in on myself because it felt too cold in bed alone. I grabbed the phone and dragged it over to me.The name on the screen woke me up in an instant.Simon?Why the hell was he calling me at six in the morning?I answered the call quickly as I sat up. “Good morning, sir,” I said, clearing my throat as my voice came out a bit hoarse.Why the hell was he calling me so early in the morning