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I could feel my skin flush red hot upon opening the door to my room and seeing her. draped in the moonlight from a nearby window, asleep in a white string bikini, her wavy long chestnut hair cascading down the side of her face, shoulders, back, and draping across her breasts. Two slender legs stretched out and tangled in my bed sheets, she looked so serene when she slept. So peaceful. So pure.
I was well versed in anatomy enough to know that she was living breathing art in human form, at least from my point of view, so I exhaled deeply, composed myself as much as I could, and did what felt instinctual. – I stood there and admired her form, watching the rise and fall of her chest, minutes later allowing my gaze to rest upon a tiny, hardened bud that I almost didn’t see, just slightly peeking out from the side of her swimsuit.
Surging bouts of arousal crashed through me like a wave at the sight of her, my eyes never veering away from her subtle skin.
Ever since the night I brought her to The Beach, I have never felt more out of control of myself than when I am near her, smelling her, touching her, kissing her, feeling her... it's maddening.
On the nights where I come back to my room and see her sprawled out on my bed, head nestled into my pillow, claiming my area as her own. --They're the ones where I take a risk. I lower my guards and allow the carnal side of myself to indulge in feelings and thoughts that really should be beneath me at this juncture. But they aren’t, because I need them. I need her. I need to.
A slight hum escaped my lips before I cleared my throat and took a seat in an armchair to the side of the bed, facing her from a slight angle.
I immediately noticed a change in her breathing. She was awake.
"You’re in my bed again." I whispered monotone and matter-of-factly.
"Are you enjoying the view?" She mumbled into my pillow, disregarding my comment, before moving her hair out of her face so that I could see her eyes gazing at me playfully.
"Only what I can see." I whispered with a smirk.
She arched her back and smiled. "What would you like to see more of?"
"You. All of you." my tone was lower now, greedy and lustful.
"How? ---"
"Sit up at the head of the bed." I commanded, to which she obliged without hesitation.