Fuck...

What a waste.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling while Eden slept soundly beside me.

After another hour of playing, he had finally thrown in the towel. I couldn’t blame him.

We hadn’t won a single match against those guys. Every round ended the same way, with our jeep exploding into flames and another trip back to respawn.

I’d mentally checked out long before he did, but Eden stubbornly kept trying until frustration finally wore him down.

Once we finally called it quits, Eden suggested I stay the night at his place. It was already past one in the morning, and I had already messaged Allen earlier to let him know.

He had no problem with it, so I agreed.

I pulled some comfortable clothes from my storage ring, changed into a loose shirt and boxers, and climbed into the king-size bed with him.

Eden passed out in under five minutes. I still don’t know how he falls asleep that fast.

I couldn’t do the same. My brain refused to shut off.

The memory of what happened with Miss May kept replaying over and over. I kept seeing the moment she offered herself so directly and how I had hesitated like an idiot.

Each time the scene came back, a fresh wave of embarrassment washed over me.

I glanced at my smartwatch. 1:54 a.m. Almost two.

A sudden chill came over me. I pulled the sheet higher and folded my arms across my stomach, trying to get comfortable.

I wondered if Miss May was angry with me now. I had turned her down flat, after all. The thought made my chest tighten with regret. I should have said yes. I should have taken the chance when it was right there in front of me.

I squeezed my eyes shut and forced my mind to quiet down.

If I kept thinking like this, I would only end up with a headache.

Slowly, my breathing evened out. The exhaustion finally started to pull me under.

Just as sleep began to claim me, a faint creak from the door pulled me back to awareness.

I turned my head and narrowed my eyes, scanning the dark room. I couldn’t see anything unusual in the darkness, so I settled back into the pillow.

Maybe I had imagined it. I was too tired to dwell on it.

I had just started to close my eyes again when a movement to my left caught my attention. My gaze snapped toward the movement.

What the...

A startled gasp escaped me when I saw Miss May standing right beside the bed. She wore a short white robe tied loosely enough to reveal a generous view of her breasts, and she still had her makeup on from earlier.

"Mis—"

She pressed a finger to my lips before I could finish. She knelt beside the bed and leaned in close, her mouth brushing my ear. "Shhh."

I jumped when her hand landed on my chest. A sharp breath escaped me as it slid beneath the sheet and down my stomach. She wrapped her fingers around my cock through my boxers and quickly covered my mouth with her other hand, muffling the groan that rose in my throat as she stroked me.

"Hmm, someone’s hard," she whispered, her lips still against my ear.

Her hand moved along my length, and my body tensed when her fingers slipped inside my boxers. I glanced toward Eden in a panic, but he was still snoring loudly.

"Don’t worry. If he doesn’t wake himself up, no one will," she murmured.

She sighed softly. "Oh, that feels nice."

Her hand closed around my bare cock, and if not for the palm over my mouth, I would have moaned out loud. My hips jerked as she pumped me slowly under the sheet. I breathed hard against her hand while she worked me. My cock throbbed, so hard it felt like it might burst.

Miss May sighed into my ear as she stroked me, and my hips started moving in rhythm with her slow, steady motions.

I should have been terrified. Eden was asleep only a few feet away. But all I could focus on was how incredible her hand felt and how filthy it was that she was touching me like this.

"Damn, this is a nice cock," she purred quietly. "So hard. So big."

I grunted, then whimpered pathetically as she reached the tip of my dripping cock and rubbed her palm over it. The head felt like a raw nerve. I squirmed under the sheet, moaning into her hand while she kept teasing me.

"Let’s get it nice and wet," she whispered.

She started stroking again, and the slick glide of her hand felt even better now.

"Feel good, baby?"

"Hmm-mm," I groaned against her palm.

"It does, but you could just jerk yourself off, couldn’t you?"

She released my cock, stood up, and glanced quickly at Eden. Keeping one hand over my mouth, she lifted the sheet and leaned over the bed. She positioned her face right above my cock and opened her mouth wide.

Oh my God...

My eyes widened as she wiggled her tongue just above the tip, putting on a show for me. She lowered her mouth until it hovered over the head without touching me. Instead, she breathed hot air over my aching flesh. She looked up at me, winked, and let a long, thick trail of spit drip from her mouth onto my cock.

She let the sheet fall back into place and resumed pumping my now thoroughly wet cock. My hips started thrusting on their own as I fought the urge to come. Miss May suddenly let go, removed her hand from my mouth, and stood up with a playful smile. She shook her head at me.

She stepped back from the bed and pulled her robe open.

This time she didn’t tease me with a quick flash. She held it wide, giving me a long, unobstructed view of her perfect tits.

Fuck... They looked so smooth and flawless that I thought I could die happy right then.

She let the robe hang open and cupped her breasts, stroking her hard nipples with her thumbs.

Then she winked and slid her hand down her stomach. She parted her legs a little wider. I had to hold back a moan when I realized she wasn’t wearing panties anymore. In the dim light, I could just make out her pussy and the slow movement of her fingers sliding up and down.

Miss May closed her robe and crooked her finger in a come-here gesture. She turned and slipped into the darker part of the room. I glanced over at Eden.

Sorry, man. A guy’s got to take his shot.

After all, every man’s goal should always be a hole.

And, sorry in advance for cuckolding your father.

I gave him a silent apology for what I was about to do and practically jumped out of the bed.

I snatched my shorts off the floor in case I needed to sneak back later, then quietly crossed the room. Miss May had left the door partially open. I slipped through and eased it shut behind me.

Knowing it creaked, I moved it barely an inch at a time. My hard cock throbbed between my legs as I forced myself to take my time.

"Huuu..."

I let out a breath of relief when it finally clicked shut, then turned and headed down the hallway to her room. The door stood open, and the warm flicker of candlelight spilled out as I approached.

I stepped inside and looked toward the bed, expecting to see her there, but she wasn’t. As I moved farther into the room, the door closed softly behind me. I spun around to find her standing there with a big smile on her face.

"Well, Michael, what a surprise," she said with a soft laugh, thumbing the lock. Her gaze dropped to the obvious bulge in my pants and she smiled wider. "Hmm. I thought I was the one supposed to give you a present."

"Oh, you are," I replied, noticing she had tied the robe again. "Damn, Miss May, you’re so fucking hot."

"I like that reaction," she said. "And Michael, stop calling me Miss May. Just call me May. Got it?"

"Yes, ma’am."

She raised an eyebrow. "You only call me Miss May when we’re in front of Eden, okay?"

I nodded quickly.

"Good boy." She licked her lips. "Now... you look hungry, Michael. Do you want to eat me?"

"Oh yeah," I said, taking a step toward her.

"Hmm-mm." She shook her head and gave me a playful push.

I stepped back until the bed hit the backs of my legs. May moved in close, grabbed the sides of my face, and kissed me hard. I moaned into her mouth as she devoured me with fierce, hungry kisses.

I kissed her back as best I could, savoring the soft warmth of her lips as they moved against mine.

May let out a soft whimper that sent a thrill through me. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer.

I slid my arms around her slender waist and kissed her harder.

She moaned in approval, her hands sliding up and down my back.

My cock pressed firmly against her stomach. It took everything I had not to thrust against her. Instead, I lost myself in her soft lips and the sexy little sounds she kept making.

Her mouth opened, and her wet tongue pushed against my lips. I welcomed it eagerly, meeting her with my own as they tangled together. I moaned at the sensation.

May playfully traced her tongue across the roof of my mouth while her lips continued to caress mine. Her hands moved to my sides, running up and down my arms.

I slid one hand up her back and into her long black hair, cradling the back of her head as I held her close.

She eased back slightly. I started to lean in again, but stopped when I felt her hands tugging at the sides of my boxers.

She pushed them down. I moaned into her mouth as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and started stroking.

This time she gathered my leaking pre-cum right away and pumped my slick length faster than she had in Eden’s room.

I tried to stay focused on the kiss, but her hand felt too good. May broke the kiss, released my cock, and gave me another playful shove.

I dropped back into a sitting position on the bed. Standing between my legs, she took my hand and placed the end of her robe’s tie in it. She smiled. "Time to unwrap your present, Michael."

My hand trembled with excitement as I tugged the tie. The robe fell open, revealing her naked body. May shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She raised her arms over her head and asked, "You like your present?"

"May, you’re... perfect," I whispered.