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Chapter Five
I hearthe door slam and laughing coming from the living room. Great, Steph brought someone home with her. I forget what kind of date she had for tonight, but I hope that they don’t stay long. I hide my head under the pillow and groan.
Usually, she would come home from a date and escape to her room quietly. A few hours, sometimes less than that, I would hear the front door close and then she would go to sleep.
Tonight, is a rare occurrence, but she could likely think that I’m not home, since the apartment is dark and the light is off in my room while I’m watching a movie on my laptop.
I hear bumping against the walls through the hallway and two voices as they stumble to Steph’s bedroom. It’s quiet for a few minutes until a here a loud male moan.
Oh shit, did they not close the door?
The voice is garbled, but amongst the moans, I hear ‘faster, tighter, and yes’ repeatedly.
I look around for my earbuds, to not find them and realize that they’re on the kitchen counter. I could be really quiet and sneak to get them, but if the door is open, they will still hear my door and well, her bed is going to be in view. I don’t want to see anything, so it looks like I’ll have to suffer.
Shit. I need to think about something to get distracted. I could hum something, like a show tune. I know all the words to the Greatest Showman. No, Zac Efron is in that and while that would distract me, it would be in a different way and I don’t want to get excited while my roommate is hooking up in the other room. That would just seem weird.
And that’s when Quinlan Montgomery’s face pops into my mind.
I close my eyes and envision every inch of him.
His hazel eyes, his kissable lips and I imagine the way that his dusting of a beard across his jaw would feel against my skin as he would travel down my body.
Whoa! My thoughts ran off on me for a moment there.
His smile, yeah, he’s got a great smile.
And he seems very thoughtful.
He wants to make a good impression, and he’s been nothing but nice to me, even though I basically told him that I should quit my job. And even though I told him that he should smile more around the office, I have noticed that he’s got a smile whenever we’ve been around one another. Gosh, he’s so damn handsome.
Loud moaning and the sounds of the mattress echo from Steph’s bedroom and my thoughts continue.
La! La! La!
I tighten my lids and envision sliding my hand up Quinn’s shoulder and pulling him in for a kiss. There’s no resistance, and he opens his mouth to explore mine. I imagine how he would kiss me back as I slip my hand into the waistband of my shorts and underneath my panties as I seek out a release that my thoughts and the sounds of my apartment have created.
A breath escapes my lips and I lean back into the pillow as I slide my fingers against my slit and inside.
I bite my lower lip as I seek out my release by using my other hand and lightly brushing against the bundle of nerves that is begging to release. I bend my knees and plant my feet on the mattress then increase my movements.
I drown out the sounds in the apartment and focus on pleasing myself. I know exactly how to get myself off and I’m nearing the crescendo of pleasure when I let out a loud moan on accident.
Fuck. I open my eyes.
I halt my movements and notice that none of the other sounds in the apartment have faded. The sounds from the end of the hall are louder and I doubt that they heard me, or at least, I hope.
I envision Quinn between my legs, pleasuring me with his fingers and his tongue. He’s flicking my clit and pumping his fingers inside of me with a curl.
I add more pressure against my clit and within moments, my legs spread open even further, my back arches, my neck pushes my head into the pillow, and fireworks erupt behind my closed lids. My body convulses, my breaths get caught in my throat, then I melt into my mattress.
My heart is beating rapidly as I remove my hands from my body, and come down from the high. The noises from the other room seem to have ceased as well. I hear water running from the bathroom across the hall from my room and think to myself that I should wash my hands too.
I look to the dresser beside my bed and open the top drawer. My hands find some wipes and hand sanitizer. It’s not the most sanitary way of cleaning up, but to not be noticed, it will have to do.
“I had a lot of fun tonight, but I also have to wake up early.” Steph’s standard line to get her dates out of the house.
“Cool, we can just crash,” the guy returns.
