Jace Herondale
At the mall, I’d stocked up on socks, underwear, jeans, and some long-sleeved pullovers. I grabbed a second pair of shoes too. When my place was ransacked by that crazy maniac I’d been at class, which meant my only surviving possessions had been the clothes on my back, plus my backpack and laptop. Friends had loaned me things, and although the insurance check hasn't come in yet, so it's time to restock with essentials.
I went to a mega-center, one of those places open twenty-four hours, and I got some pillows, sheets, towels, shampoo, bodywash, a couple of disposable razors, and a new electric toothbrush. As I walked by a display of fresh flowers, an idea struck me. I picked up a big bouquet of wildflowers, then headed off...
Tossing a package of chocolates and treats in my cart, I grinned wryly. Maybe this was all part of being a good roommate. Then again, maybe I wanted to fuck her more than I want to admit to myself. Shaking the thoughts away, I headed off to the check-out.
I'm not used to women turning down my advances, but even I know that Hera's reluctance to fall into bed with me is actually a good thing.
I mean it's not a bad thing she's being cautious or head strong around me!
I've gotten myself into a fuck-ton of trouble over women in the past, and if there was one thing my life needed, less complications and more fun. Hera is tempting and gorgeous, but I'm also a strong enough man to abide by the “look, but don’t touch” rule.
Between clinical rotations and preparing for my board exams, the last thing I need is things becoming weird between me and my new roommate. And while a vow of total celibacy had been a stupid idea, the least I can do is to stick by my new rules—one night only, no names or numbers. And that definitely included not fucking my new roomie.
Arriving home Hera was nowhere in sight, I got all my shopping bags inside, I locked us in for the night. Carrying everything down the hall, I stand at the entrance of the room that will be my temporary home for the next two months. The door to Hera's bedroom was closed, and while I didn’t know for sure if she was sleeping or not, I knew she was tucked in for the night.
Grabbing my shampoo and bodywash from the plastic bag, I headed across the hall for a much-needed shower. Being elbow-deep in vagina all day in the hospital necessitated that, not that I minded too much. Although it wasn’t a field I wanted to pursue, even I had to admit it was a pretty cool experience getting to deliver babies.
I turn on the water and stripped down while waiting for it to heat up. But when I stepped into the shower, I was hit with the mouthwatering scent of Hera's floral shampoo and bodywash. God damn . . .
My cock instantly leaps to attention. I couldn’t resist reaching down to grip my already rock-hard erection.
Squirting some of Hera's conditioner into my palm, I let her scent surround me as I pumped up and down in uneven pulls, letting my fist glide over the steely flesh, each stroke bringing a wave of pleasure.
Standing under the hot spray, I thought of Hera and her luscious tits and pink cheeks as she drank in the first sight of me the minute she stepped into the house. The urge to do wicked things to her seems to erode me, I Want to see if she'll squeak in surprise when my tongue laps between her thighs. I want to hear her moans as I slam into her slick sweet woman fold, I want to find out how fast I can make her come. Would I have to work at it, learning how to pleasure her by following the sounds she made, or would she explode quickly? She does seem pretty pent up but also looks like the responsive type.. . . .
I gritted my teeth as my orgasm surged closer. Fuck, I was already about to blow. Normally I’d last much longer, but everything about this woman went straight to my cock. Moments later, my release crashed through me as I emptied into my hand, spent and breathing hard.
Fuck!
I literally just gave myself a fucking handjob!
Am losing it ...
After rinsing off , I shut off the water. With water sluicing down my body I reached out for a towel but then realized I'd forgotten one. Fuck. I’d left my new towels in the shopping bag across the hall in my room.
Normally I would just stroll out naked and pick it up, but I now have a female roommate..
Do I really care if she sees me naked? Nope ..
Dosen't matter she must be tucked in now in bed like a little country girl so am ninety-nine percent sure she's asleep in her bedroom.
Grabbing my dirty clothes from the floor, I opened the bathroom door, moving with purpose toward my room—
When I ran into something solid. The impact knocked the pile of clothes I’d been holding in front of my groin out of my hands.
Hera gasped in surprise and stumbled a step back. Instinctively, I reached out to steady her, gripping her shoulders.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured, noticing that she slept in nothing but a T-shirt that barely covered her ass. The thin material hugged her curves and left her delicious rack on display.
After she righted herself, Hera's gaze wandered down the length of my nude torso, stopping at my crotch. Her eyes widened and her full lips parted, the apples of her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. My erection hasn’t fully died yet; my spent cock still hung long and heavy between my thighs. And under her heated gaze, it twitched with interest, thickening and beginning to rise again.
“You can touch it if you want,” I murmur, amused by her response. There has been more than just astonishment in those wide, pretty eyes. I was pretty sure there was interest, and maybe even desire.
A noise of strangled surprise escaped her lips.
This is just too much fun. Suddenly the thought of having no clothes to cover my nakedness faded away, I'm definitely in no hurry to even move....
"You okay?"I said clearing my throat and her gaze jumped back up to mine in shock and surprise.
“I had to pee,” she murmurs breathless.
Right, I nodded once, a smirk pulling up my mouth. This is the most fun I’ve had all day.
“Good night,” she squeaks, darting around me into her bedroom, where she promptly slammed the door. I could imagine her behind it, her legs sagging as she braced herself on the wall, her chest heaving as she tried to recover.
Pulling a deep breath into my own lungs, I retrieved my clothes from the floor, chuckling. Then I headed to my room. Dressed in a pair of boxer briefs, I worked on making my bed and firmly telling my dick to calm down.
Hera might be gorgeous and tempting and based on her reaction to the sight of me naked, it seems she's long overdue for a good shafting but it dosen't matter. I won't be going there. As sweet as that honey might be, I would not be having a taste.
I set my alarm for five a.m. and tried like hell to relax so I could get some sleep. Soon I’d be starting a four-week rotation for cardiology, and I'll be needing all my focus. But even though I'm exhausted, I'm still too wound up tight for sleep to come easily. I heaved an annoyed sigh. Sure would be nice to blow off some steam with a tumble between the sheets . . .
God dammit, no. Don’t even think about it. That just isn't in the cards for Hera and me.
I’ll have to be more careful. Feeling her hungry gaze on my cock isn't something I’ll be able to resist if I slipped up again...