Chapter Six

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BRIELLA

I couldn't stop the giggle as it bubbled from within. Sebastian's face fell and he stopped talking which told me that I shouldn't have laughed. He might have thought that I laughed because I was making fun of him which wasn't the case.

I just thought he was adorable in a quirky way.

"I'm Briella," I said.

"I know. I heard those guys say your name." He snapped at me.

"Oh...right," I said stupidly. I'd obviously offended him by laughing.

"We should clean your cuts first or you might get an infection. You can have your bath after that." He pointed out looking at my bare legs.

"Okay." I agreed.

Sebastian pulled out a small stool chair where he asked me to sit on. I sat down on it as he went to kneel in front of me. The bathroom was old fashioned with peeling light aqua blue wallpapers and white tiles that seemed to have gotten a yellowed hue to it from having being used over the years. Even the white bathtub was vintage, but everything was clean and tidy.

Something told me that Sebastian was a clean freak.

While I was busy looking around, I didn't even notice when Sebastian had pulled up my dress and was staring at my thighs with great concentration.

I started to pull the dress down, "I'll...I'll clean myself."

He kept his gaze downcast, "Let me do it."

He cleaned my wound with a wet rag first and then dabbed some alcohol on a cotton pad and began applying it over my thighs. He did it with such amazing precision; you'd think he was a doctor. His long fingers touched between my thighs, and I noticed how his nose flared, his long lashes casting a shadow over his high cheekbones. He gasped and I didn't dare move.

I was a little frightened and didn't want him to get any wrong ideas so I remained still like a mannequin while making sure he didn't move past mid-thigh. He bent his head lower and I squeezed my thighs together not wanting to flash my panties at him.

And then I saw it.

His raging thick and long erection tenting his denim jeans.

It was my turn to gasp. And the most mortifying part was he saw that I'd seen it too! He looked at me and then at himself.

He slowly stood up and adjusted his pants. "It's clean enough. I'll leave you to your bath."

Sebastian stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him. As soon as he was gone, I quickly turned the lock before I stood there with my ear attached to the door to listen to his footsteps retreating outside.

Only when I was sure no one was going to disturb me, I removed my clothes and sank into the tub filled with lukewarm water.

I was going to pretend I hadn't seen that boner.

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SEBASTIAN

Shit! Shit!

What the hell was wrong with me?

I'd become rock hard in front of the only girl I'd ever had the pleasure to talk to, and for something as common as cleaning her wounds. The girl was hurt, and while I tended to her, I'd been busy gawking at her thighs.

I went into my bedroom at the end of the hallway and pulled down my pants. My erection sprang free and it had precum leaking out of it.

I had to deal with it.

I walked into the bathroom. I didn't even need a magazine for this. I wrapped my fingers around my length and began jacking off at the memory of fucking a faceless woman; it didn't help with the fact that I had a naked woman having a bath in the room just down the hallway so the faceless woman than morphed into Briella.

An hour hadn't even passed since she walked into my house and I was already jerking off to her. I pulled the skin all the way to the tip and then down, keeping my other hand gripped against the wall for support. I knew it was wrong to imagine her, but I couldn't help it. I gripped my penis, squeezed it hard, and imagined pounding in between her open legs. Just the thought of being inside the warm body of a woman undid me completely.

"Ah...." I rode out the orgasm as it erupted from inside me.

It didn't take long for me to cum all over the blue tiles. Ribbons and ribbons of the slippery semen painted the floor. I was huffing, holding onto the wall for dear life.

And surprisingly I had never come so hard before.

I guess that's what you get for never being in such proximity with a young woman, never having had any sexual experiences before. I was homeschooled due to my disabilities, completely shut out of interactions until my evil step-mother decided I was a better fit to live in a mental institution. The only other women that ever came into contact with me before were the old nurses in the asylum who were far from attractive.

Yeah, life was pretty pathetic, to be honest, but Briella had walked in at the right time.

It was fate.

It had to be fate.

I didn't know much about courtships, or impressing women.

That didn't mean I wasn't going to try my darn hardest to keep this one.

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BRIELLA

When I walked out of the bath, I found a checkered button-up shirt laying on the bed along with a pair of shorts with strings.

I had washed my clothes with my bra and underwear and put them up for drying. Until the clothes dried, I could make do with these.

The shirt reached a little above my knees, kind of like a dress and it was so loose, one side of the sleeves slipped down my left shoulder and I had to tie the knots of the shots very tightly as I feared they would slip off my waist and I didn't even want to think of the embarrassment that would bring me.

The man was big no wonder his clothes made me disappear in them.

The bedside table had two sandwiches and a small bottle of water. I smiled to myself, he was very considerate. While I would have preferred to have a hot meal, I was so hungry, I couldn't complain. At least I was getting food.

I grabbed the sandwich quickly and even though it wasn't flavorful, it tasted like heaven so I gobbled it down.

I began wondering what I would do after I was back in town. I could get some help from Lindsay as I still had no money. Maybe Sebastian would let me borrow some for a bus ticket. Weariness and fatigue made me feel sleepy. Tomorrow I planned to ask Sebastian to drop me off at a bus station. I had already troubled him enough. I bet he was dying to get rid of me already.

It was much later the next day I realized how wrong I'd been.

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