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~Hotsprings
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Desiree woke slowly, happy to feel her soft pillows cradling her head and her warm sheets wrapped securely around her body. As she began to blink sleep away she could feel a small pressure building in her head. Trying to put the growing headache out of her mind she rolled herself off the bed and stood taking time to stretch before setting off to the bathroom to pee. With her eyes still half closed, she shuffled her feet through the thick carpet down the hall to the bathroom.
"Oh geez Scott, you spend more time in the bathroom than I do," Desiree shouted at the door after trying the lock. She knew it wouldn't open; Scott always locked the door when he went to the bathroom and she guessed it was because of times like this.
Now she could hear the water running. "Well at least you're washing your hands," she spoke into the door. The urge to pee was slowly growing in intensity as Desiree closed her eyes and leaned up against the wall trying to take her mind off getting into the bathroom. Too bad the downstairs toilet is broken she thought to herself. She sank to the floor still feeling too tired to stand and squeezed her legs together as if that would prevent her from making a large mess in the hallway.
"Desiree, what are you doing on the floor?" Desiree nearly peed on herself as the too familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Enjoying the view," she said sarcastically without turning to look at him. "Don't you ever go home?" Gabriel chuckled.
"Well I'm not sure what view you're enjoyin' but the one I've got from up here is spectacular." Desiree's eyes snapped to Gabriel's as he stood leaning against the doorframe. His size seemed ten fold because she was sitting on the floor looking up at him as he watched her chest. From where he was standing, he could see right down the front of her tank top to her firm round breasts. Desiree felt her nipples harden against the flimsy material and Gabriel smiled obviously noticing it too.
"You are such a pervert. Get out of the way before I pee all over you." She hissed angrily. Gabriel just chuckled as she stood and tried to brush past him, but he wouldn't let her through. She saw his features harden when she faced him. "I know its early, but I know I don't look that bad," she said angrily as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Oh Dessie," he said in a hushed voice, "Donnie really did a number on you."
All at once last night's events came flooding back. The bonfire, the beer, the stars, and Donnie. Her face blanched as she remembered Donnie hitting her in the face with an iron fist. She realized now that the pressure in her head when she woke was coming from the side of her face where a nice bruise had formed.
"Does it hurt?" Gabriel asked as he raised a hand to gently push her hair behind her ear. It was such an intimate gesture that Desiree was taken aback and forgot he asked a question. "Dessie, does it hurt?" She nodded yes into the hand that was now cupping the side of her cheek. His hand was so gentle, barely touching her face. All too suddenly she was aware of how close she stood to him and how large he seemed as he towered over her. She could feel his heat starting to envelope her and his scent flood her senses. She glanced up into his eyes expecting find a teasing light, but there was none. Instead it was replaced by something else she couldn't quite place, but it made her stomach flutter and her juices began to flow.
For the first time she noticed that his eyes weren't just green, but more like a mixture of blue and gray with brown flecks around the outside. She knew he had a very intense gaze, especially when he was mad at her, but this was ridiculous. He was making her knees shake and he was barely toughing her.
"Desiree," he started in a husky voice. He stepped closer to lessen the gap between them. Desiree could feel her heart beating in her throat as she waited for what he had to tell her. Her lips involuntarily parted and her chest began to heave with the effort it was taking her to remain calm.
He leaned in a little closer while stroking her cheek and Desiree took the final step toward him to close the gap between them. She could feel her pebbled nipples barely touching his hard chest. Her hands came to rest on the powerful arms that had just last night lifted a man and thrown him into a lake.
"Yes," she finally answered nearly out of breath. She could feel her bare thighs touch the rough material of his jeans and all she could think about was how to get closer to him.
"I think you spilled something on your shirt." For a moment, Desiree didn't react, not sure she had heard him right. She glanced up into his eyes and sure enough, the smoldering emotion that was there a moment ago was replaced by the ever-present laughter that was always in his eyes when he looked at her.
She felt her cheeks grow hot with shame as she swatted his hand away from her cheek. His little game had worked and he knew it. He had completely succeeded in making Desiree his for those few moments.
Grunting in frustration, she pushed past him into the bathroom as the urge to pee came flooding back. "Nice try Romeo, but it looks like the little guy wanted to make an appearance. I think your little performance may have earned you a standing ovation," she said looking down at his crotch just before slamming the door in his face.
As she relieved her self she thought, "That will never happen again," and tried to figure out how to ignore the burning need that was growing in between her legs.
~*~*~
Gabriel hadn't intended things to go as far as they did with Desiree, but they did and he needed to put an end to it and fast. It seemed his plan had worked because it had been fifteen minutes and Desiree hadn't come downstairs yet. At least he wasn't the only one his little game affected.
He didn't realize that standing so close to her would have such an intoxicating affect on him. She had no idea how beautiful she looked with her long brown hair all messed up from sleeping and her bright brown eyes dreamily looking about. He also didn't know that the scent of her arousal would be like a drug that was still keeping his mind on her heaving chest and her puffy pink lips.
She wasn't lying when she said his cock was about to make an appearance, despite the fact she called it little. He sat on the living room couch with Scott trying to pay attention to the show they were watching, but he had no desire. "Oh no," he thought. "Desire sounds like Desiree and Desiree is upstairs right now probably stripping off those tight boy shorts and that flimsy tank top and getting dressed." Gabriel felt his cock twitch.
Now Gabriel couldn't stop thinking about how good his best friend's little sister looked in her tight underwear. He loved boy shorts; just enough to show what was to offer, but it left something to the imagination. And now his imagination was running wild with the thoughts of a 20-year-old girl. "She's too young for me. And there is that little fact that I've made her hate me after years of torment," he thought. "Besides, Scott would kill me if he knew I wanted to go upstairs and ram my fucking cock into her tight pussy." Lost deep in thought, Gabriel didn't even hear himself moan as his cock started to grow.
"Gabe?" Scott called when he heard his friend moan.
"What?" Gabriel answered defensively as if Scott could read his mind.
"You're not paying any attention to this show are you?"
"Ah no, not really man, I've kinda got other stuff on my mind."
"Yea I bet." Scott said to his friend making sure that the meaning wasn't lost on him. "Listen, I'm gonna go to check out my apartment. I wanna make sure that Candy didn't take anything that doesn't belong to her." He said as he rose from the couch and headed for the hallway. "Could you do me a favor and stay with Dessie for the day? I've got some other shit to do and I just don't want her to get to lonely. Ya know, with what happened last night and all."
Gabriel nodded yes and tried to figure out how he could so easily be roped into babysitting Desiree.
"Aren't you going to say bye to her?" Gabriel asked as Scott opened the front door and began to head out.
