Vision of Love

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Book: Vision of Love by S. Moose Read Free Book Online
Authors: S. Moose
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Coming of Age, Contemporary, Genre Fiction
towards me and smiles. Ah shit.
    Running into my room I close the door and lean against the wall. “Fuck. Karly in a towel. Shit.” The image of her plays in my mind and I’m standing here wishing the towel would’ve fallen off when she fell. I need to get my mind off her. She’s my baby sister’s best friend and roommate. Well mine too for now. It’s a bad situation and I don’t need anyone feeling uncomfortable, but fuck I can’t get her off my mind. I need to stop thinking about her and keep busy. That’s it, just play it cool and look at her like a friend.
    Grabbing my clothes I head to the bathroom. Jumping in the shower my rock hard cock screams at me for fucking relief. Fuck. Stroking it up and down I pump faster and find my release in seconds. “Ugh,” I moan closing my eyes imagining Karly on her knees taking me in and swallowing my release. Shit not fucking helping.
    Hurrying to finish my shower I get out, wrapping a towel around my body. It’s quiet when I leave the bathroom and head to my room. Before I close the door to get ready I see Karly on the ground with her face down and ass up. A groan leaves my lips and all I can think about is burying myself in between her fine ass, tasting her, feeling her.
    “Oh,” she gets up looking at me. “Emma said she lost something under the bed and I was trying to get it.” Her eyes leave mine and trails down my body. She’s fucking checking me out. This girl is amazing and cute and she probably doesn’t realize it.
    “See something you like?” I smirk, walking closer to her, eyeing the way she’s breathing and staring at me.
    “Huh?”
    “It’s a six pack with a V. You know the thing that girls go crazy over. Can you think clearly?” I walk slowly towards her again, making sure I’m not overstepping any boundaries when clearly I am. This whole staying away from her isn’t working.
    There have been countless women trying to get my attention, but no one has affected me like she does. She has a nice body; fit and curvy. Examining her from her head down, I love what I’m seeing. I’m an ass and boob guy and damn, she’s got it all. Her expressive eyes look deep into me as if she’s trying to uncover all of my secrets.
    I give my panty- dropping smile and all I can think about is ripping off her clothes and throwing her on the bed. Imagining her on the bed, spread open and waiting for me.
    “I wasn’t looking!” Her face turns pink, laughing nervously.
    “Right.” I walk to the closet and act as if I’m taking off my towel. I turn my head over my shoulder and the look on her face is priceless. “Sweetheart if you wanna play all you have to do is ask.” I smirk.
    “What? Play? No.” Quickly looking away, fiddling with her hands.
    “You know I have ways of making you talk.” I walk closer to her making sure to keep my eyes focused on her. “Do you feel that?”
    “Feel what?” She breathlessly answers.
    “How sexy I am and I know you want me.”
    “Wh-what? No no. I don’t want you.” Karly moves her eyes away from me and takes a deep breath clapping her hands together. “Well okay. Looks like whatever Emma lost isn’t here so I’ll just ah you know.”
    “Alright, but whenever you wanna play just holler.” She blushes again before leaving the room. Damn I’m getting to her. When I’m around her she’s making me feel again. I like being around her and I’m looking forward to dinner.
    I have so much to lose and thinking about being with someone again scares the shit out of me. I don’t want to bring another woman into Emma’s life and have her walk out. Emma and I deserve better. Closing my eyes, thinking about Karly’s smile and laugh. It’s intoxicating.
    I put on khaki shorts and a blue polo trying to focus on anything besides the beautiful girl who’s taking over my mind and dreams. Shaking the thoughts I grab my wallet and head to the living room with everyone else.
    “Well don’t you look spiffy and cute,”

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