Barett rubs his fingers fast on the nub, spreading the dampness around and all over my femininity. Then one finger suddenly enters my love tunnel. A guttural moan escapes from my throat. I feel him smile as he kisses me. It is a triumphant one. I should feel negatively, but no, I whimper in delectation instead.

He applies the right pressure on my lady parts and another finger is inserted inside, making me gasp and pant.

“You can’t come until I’ll let you,” he mutters softly as he nibbles an earlobe.

I close my eyes and push him away. I scoot away from him, as far as possible. But before I can turn away to leave his room, I see him lick the fingers that have intimately caressed my love tunnel, and he grins derisively.

I scoff and run down the stairs. My chest is heaving up and down.

Oh, God! It feels that I’m already fucked by him when he totally hasn’t yet! And I can’t believe that he is telling me the truth. I am even looking forward to being fucked by him!

Oh, this is sick! How could I just let him do that to me, to my body? I must be insane and so weak!

***

Come dinner time, I feel quite nervous. I don’t know how to face him after that episode in his room. Although he calmly takes his seat at the table, I can feel him looking at my blushing face.

“You can just decide, whether you hold it in tonight or not,” he softly tells me, referring to the subject that happened earlier. Or that even that didn’t happen at all. Now that is confusing.

I refuse to look at his face. I am sure I’ll see the arrogance in his eyes. Aside from that, his male dominance will be too much for me to look. Or handle. I might just tear up my clothes, bend over right here and let him fuck the hell out of me.

‘No, Cathy. You can’t do that with a stranger!’ I forcibly remind myself. ‘You can’t just let him tempt you. No matter what.’

“I’ll do the dishes,” he apprises me.

It is definitely out of the blue! Is he a domesticated man that he would do something like this?

“You’re a guest, so I can’t let you,” I say calmly. Well, trying to.

“A guest can do whatever he wants, can’t he?” His words have double meaning, and a flirty smile broke his face once again.

Shit! That smile again.

I look away to not let him know I am affected by it. I just turn around and not let myself have this debate. Instead, I decide to go upstairs and use the bathroom there instead while he’s still downstairs. I brush my teeth like a mad woman and take a quick shower. Just when I opened the bathroom door, I see him next to it, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

I walk past him and he gets inside the bathroom. I wonder why he waits for me when he can freely use the bathroom downstairs. I just enter my room then.

“Cathy?” I hear him call out with urgency, after a few minutes.

I run toward the bathroom, thinking something must have happened. Did something break or are we out of water?

“Can you help me, please?” he adds, shouting from inside the bathroom.

What now? He’s still inside.

I mull over for a moment.

“With what?” I query, eyebrows knitted together.

“Just come inside, please!” he calls out again.

‘What?’ my head screams. ‘Why?’

“Please?” he begs.

I have no choice but go into the bathroom, which is unlocked to my slight surprise.

Oh, shoot! The man is so naked like the day he was born! No, scratch that. He certainly wasn’t massive as this when he was born!

He looks like he is taking a shower. Or is he done? His body is certainly wet, I could very well see it.

But what’s the problem? My mind is reeling. Did the water suddenly stop? Or is there no more hot water? I certainly didn’t use it all up, I’m sure of it!

But, oh! He is definitely gifted, I note of it once again. His rod is amazingly huge and long. And yes, very erect for heaven’s sakes! His body is well-toned and muscled. But I try to shake that image off my mind. I even mentally kick myself and imagine that the thought is dropped and goes right down the drain.

“W-what do you want?” I slightly stammer, looking away.

“I forget the fresh towel in my room. Can you get it for me?”

“W-why didn’t you just say so? Why did you even want me to come in just to tell me that?”

He chuckles gently. “I just want you to see me naked.”

“Asshole!” I curse and turn away. I hear his laugh ringing throughout the bathroom.