ELEVEN

LEO

My breath clouded the wooden floorboards below me with condensation. Tiny beads that spoke of my filth.

Estella rocked on top of Graham, riding him with vigour. Trying to scratch the itch I’d planted between her legs.

I only hoped he didn’t suddenly find some balls and step up.

My lower half twisted to the side, giving room to my oscillating fist. Sweat beaded on my back despite the chill in the room. Who needed heating when Estella was near? My insides burned for her. Notice me , they begged.

Well, she’d noticed me earlier. To the tune of two knuckles sunk inside her.

She gyrated, Graham’s fingers barely even grazing her sides, like he worried that touching her might make her actually enjoy sex.

Why anyone devoted their life to a bad lay mystified me. To go out amongst millions of people, and pick the one who gives them the bare minimum? Fuck, no.

My balls tightened when Estella gripped Graham’s wrist, putting his fingers over her neck. Damn , Starshine got ballsy.

It was all it took for me to splatter hot cum all over the cold floor. Clearly the two of us were equally as wound up by our little rendezvous earlier.

I lay in my mess, chest heaving. Below, Estella plead for Graham to choke her, wanting him to make her feel like I had.

Graham’s face morphed from barely interested to repulsed in less than a second.

I couldn’t help but grin.

He couldn’t drive her into my lap any more if he tried.

Graham unseated Estella, flopping her onto her back beside him, her whole glorious body visible. My eyes snagged on her face, seeing disappointment lingering.

Oh sweet, Estella. I’ll give you what you need .

I scooped up some cum and pressed it into the peep hole, forcing it through the tiny gap. It obscured my vision, but I lay back and grinned, knowing Estella lay immediately below.