content to simply relax. From somewhere in the apartment she heard a clock strike the hour and jumped from the shock as the bell echoed in the silence.
“Is it really that late? Where did the time go?”
“You know what they say, time flies when you’re having fun.” He smiled seductively.
Willow blushed again at the gleam in his eyes. He looked as though he wanted to devour her, much like she had the pizza. Her pussy flooded, and she was again astonished by how he could make her incredibly wet, so ready with just a look.
“May I use your phone?” she asked suddenly, trying to break the spell he had cast over her body.
“Of course.”
Seth led her to a small cordless phone set up in the less formal area of his living room. It was the section that Jason had persuaded him into creating. He was much more comfortable on the other side, among the items that reminded him of his youth, or other pleasant times in his life. There wasn’t a single piece of furniture in the more formal room, not a single piece of bric-a-brac, that didn’t hold a fond memory for him. Jason had tried to entice him to sell some of his collection once, but he could not be persuaded to part with the items, no matter how generous an offer was made.
Looking at Willow, however, he was glad he had caved in and created the less formal area as well. He was about to leave, to allow her some privacy when she stopped him by placing her hand on his arm. Sitting beside her on the overstuffed couch, he was careful not to touch her. He knew if he did, he would pull her into his arms. From there he would kiss her, and, especially after the shower he had given her, he felt sure things would escalate until he was buried within her again. Sometimes modern conveniences were most inconvenient in his opinion.
From his position beside her, he could smell her arousal. That tempted him more than the thought of tasting her blood. He could barely resist tasting her blood flowing into his mouth. He knew if he touched her he wouldn’t be able to resist tasting her sweet cream on his tongue again. Never before had any woman been so tempting to all of his senses, so addictive.
“Hello? Roxy, it’s Willow. No, no, calm down, I’m fine. I just didn’t realize it had gotten quite this late.” She paused as the person on the other end, Roxy, spoke. “Yes, I’m sure you guys were worried about me, but I’m fine.” Another pause. “Yes…hold on.”
“Um, where are we?” Willow blushed prettily as she covered the mouthpiece and admitted she wasn’t sure where she was.
He smiled, unable to blame the girl for not paying more attention to her surroundings the previous night. They both had other, more pressing, things on their minds.
“Is there a problem?”
“No, it’s just—in order for my friends to come pick me up I need to be able to tell them where I am,” she explained.
“I’d be happy to take you wherever you want to go.”
For a minute she just sat and stared at him.
He decided to take a chance. “If you don’t have any other plans, somewhere else you have to be, you are welcome to stay here. We could talk or…” His voice trailed off, allowing her imagination to run wild with all the possibilities. He tried to keep his expression neutral, though inside he prayed she would stay with him longer.
“Roxy, I think I’m going to stay here a little longer… No, Seth will bring me back home… Yes, I know… I’ll be fine… Well, it’s not like I have something to do… Look.” Willow sighed. “I’m a big girl… Yes, I know I’m your little sister, but that’s not the point. I’ll be fine. I’ll call you, okay… Yeah, alright…bye.” She hit the end button, looking uncertain of her decision now that the call was over.
“Is everything all right?” Seth wished he could think of something better to say. He felt like a fool, but again refused to go
“Is it really that late? Where did the time go?”
“You know what they say, time flies when you’re having fun.” He smiled seductively.
Willow blushed again at the gleam in his eyes. He looked as though he wanted to devour her, much like she had the pizza. Her pussy flooded, and she was again astonished by how he could make her incredibly wet, so ready with just a look.
“May I use your phone?” she asked suddenly, trying to break the spell he had cast over her body.
“Of course.”
Seth led her to a small cordless phone set up in the less formal area of his living room. It was the section that Jason had persuaded him into creating. He was much more comfortable on the other side, among the items that reminded him of his youth, or other pleasant times in his life. There wasn’t a single piece of furniture in the more formal room, not a single piece of bric-a-brac, that didn’t hold a fond memory for him. Jason had tried to entice him to sell some of his collection once, but he could not be persuaded to part with the items, no matter how generous an offer was made.
Looking at Willow, however, he was glad he had caved in and created the less formal area as well. He was about to leave, to allow her some privacy when she stopped him by placing her hand on his arm. Sitting beside her on the overstuffed couch, he was careful not to touch her. He knew if he did, he would pull her into his arms. From there he would kiss her, and, especially after the shower he had given her, he felt sure things would escalate until he was buried within her again. Sometimes modern conveniences were most inconvenient in his opinion.
From his position beside her, he could smell her arousal. That tempted him more than the thought of tasting her blood. He could barely resist tasting her blood flowing into his mouth. He knew if he touched her he wouldn’t be able to resist tasting her sweet cream on his tongue again. Never before had any woman been so tempting to all of his senses, so addictive.
“Hello? Roxy, it’s Willow. No, no, calm down, I’m fine. I just didn’t realize it had gotten quite this late.” She paused as the person on the other end, Roxy, spoke. “Yes, I’m sure you guys were worried about me, but I’m fine.” Another pause. “Yes…hold on.”
“Um, where are we?” Willow blushed prettily as she covered the mouthpiece and admitted she wasn’t sure where she was.
He smiled, unable to blame the girl for not paying more attention to her surroundings the previous night. They both had other, more pressing, things on their minds.
“Is there a problem?”
“No, it’s just—in order for my friends to come pick me up I need to be able to tell them where I am,” she explained.
“I’d be happy to take you wherever you want to go.”
For a minute she just sat and stared at him.
He decided to take a chance. “If you don’t have any other plans, somewhere else you have to be, you are welcome to stay here. We could talk or…” His voice trailed off, allowing her imagination to run wild with all the possibilities. He tried to keep his expression neutral, though inside he prayed she would stay with him longer.
“Roxy, I think I’m going to stay here a little longer… No, Seth will bring me back home… Yes, I know… I’ll be fine… Well, it’s not like I have something to do… Look.” Willow sighed. “I’m a big girl… Yes, I know I’m your little sister, but that’s not the point. I’ll be fine. I’ll call you, okay… Yeah, alright…bye.” She hit the end button, looking uncertain of her decision now that the call was over.
“Is everything all right?” Seth wished he could think of something better to say. He felt like a fool, but again refused to go
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