SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 190

- KILLIAN -

I raise both my hands high above my head in a stretch, yawning. Tonight is the one night I admit that I am overly exhausted. I am keeping myself busy. It’s the best way to avoid all that’s going on temporarily and keep my mind from spiralling.

It’s also to avoid getting in contact with the lady alone with me in my home.

I am not harbouring any negative feelings towards her, no, it’s quite the contrary, I am keeping my distance because every single time I come near her, even as close to her that I see her across a room, doing absolutely nothing but studying, my libido seems to skyrocket. It’s insane how ardent my desire towards her is but each time, I’m reminded she actually needs to study and keep my distance.

I also remind myself that although I am drawn to her in every lustful way possible, it may not be her same for her after last night. I bring my hands lower, folding them across each other as I rest them on my desk. I’m in my home office.

I shut my eyes right before drifting them back open. Fuck work, I am horny. My fingers, of my left arm, massage my forehead, from my temples, narrowing to the center as a sigh leaves my lips. The day has been awfully long, why bore myself and prolong the night?

Maybe I should do something fun instead.

I save all my files and arrange each document in hidden folders before exiting them all as a thought fazes my mind.

I switch my laptop off, close it, then place it at the side end of my desk, withdrawing my glance from it to the curved, flat screen monitors before me. On it are the live recordings of every single part of this house through my newly installed surveillance cameras.

There will be no one sneaking into or out of my house without me knowing. Not even the tiniest of insects. Heck, I won’t even sneak out without my knowledge due to these cameras and I’m literally me. I stop myself from diving further into this topic, it’s redundant. But one thing I must point out are the motion censors. I needed them installed and linked directly to my every device. That way, not even Asami can crawl her way in unnoticed.

I sigh, staring blandly at the screen as I zoom in on the view in the room assigned to Hazel. She’s not in. I search the bathroom footage as well.

She’s also not in.

Don’t judge me for having cameras installed in private places, it’s only a safety measure. As long as an object was created by man, it can be used to harm anyone and I won’t risk jeopardising Hazel’s safety on the simple minded thought of privacy invasion.

My cheeks begin to turn rosy. I can see the change of my facial hue due to my reflection on the screen. I raise a brow as I get notified of motion in my kitchen. I look at the screen, subjecting my focus in the kitchen. It’s dark. Very dark but her figure and the image of everything in the kitchen is in plain sight to me through the footage. Hazel looks around carefully like she’s up to something mischievous.

I lean forward, narrowing my gaze to give her my undivided attention. She walks to the fridge and pulls the door open. I notice her studying her environment again, walking out of the kitchen this time to look around before heading back in to the fridge. Both her hand reach inside it.

What is she doing? She makes it too easy to get caught. I keep watching.

A box makes its way out of my fridge. I chuckle under my breath at the realisation. It’s the box of cake. Can this girl get any cuter? Watching her act this way is so adorable. And all this for cake? I should buy that more often for her. I laugh.

The fatigue is suddenly gone.

Know what would be better than watching her from afar? Going there. I want to see her face flush due to being caught. That will be an iconic treasure. I get up my seat. My erection suddenly becomes prominent.

I guess that’ll be something else to make her go red for. And yes, after such a long day being away from her since breakfast, the least that can be done to ease that insufferable time apart would be her cute embarrassment. Call me odd but I’ve missed it. I’ve missed feeling her breath stop because I’m near.