C.R.I.M.S.O.N

C.L.O.S.E.R

Charlie's POV:
I've been staying with Asher and the guys for 5 days now, it wasn't as bad as i anticipated. Rosetta (their chef) played a large part in that.

Rose was the only other woman in the house, poor soul, i can't begin to imagine what it was like when i wasn't here, glad i can finally give her some girl on girl time.

My mind is telling me a pamper day is exactly what she needs! I'm still lying in bed, it's around 11 and i need to get up. But 5 minutes won't hurt. I was up late last night on the balcony enticed in my own thoughts. Before i knew it, it was 2am, not necessarily the latest but late for my sleep schedule.

As i lay back down my door smashes open and i feel a heavy weight crush my body.

"MORNING CHARLIE!" I hear no other than Raf as he tickles me through the duvet.

i groan in rejection as i hear sets of heavy footsteps follow into the room.

then i feel water slap my face.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I sit up quickly wiping my eyes to find Carter and Enzo holding a now empty bucket.

"Rise and shine princess." Raf says, I don't respond but glare at Enzo and Carter.

"I think we should you know..run?" Enzo says.

"Yep now we run." Carter yells running out of the room.

"YOU ARE SO FUCKING DEAD!" I scream back jumping out of bed and sprinting towards the sound of their giggles.

I find myself in an office i haven't been yet. It's overly big and sophisticated but that isn't my focus at this precise moment.
The boys heads are.

They are hiding behind the desk whispering,

"You think she's lost us?" Carter asks.

"If she's not upstairs she's downstairs getting a knife to stab us with." Enzo says back.

I walk towards the book shelf on the left hand side trying to remain as quiet as possible. I grab a heavy book and make my way over to the desk, bending over it and hitting their heads with it forcefully.

"Shit, oww." Carter says rubbing his head.

"Why so hard damn." Enzo mimics the head rubbing.

"What the fuck?!" We all hear and turn around to Asher stood in the doorway, he strides quickly over to me and hides me from the boys,

"Erm...what are you doing?" I ask confused.

"Charlie your top is completely see-through and you are wearing a skimpy little thing for everyone here to see your ass." I look down at my attire to find myself basically naked. My white tee shirt might as well not be on me, my tits on show from the sheerness caused by the water, and i don't even have an excuse for the thong. Comfy and sexy, they're all i sleep in but i was cold last night so put on the tee shirt.

"Whoops." I shrug. My tits were nice, let them look.

Asher rubs his head and drags me away back into my room and he shuts the door.

"Get ready." He says nodding towards the closet.

"I need to shower first." I say.

"So shower." He crosses his arms and reaches for his phone in his back pocket, sitting in the arm chair in the corner of the room.

"Ok." I shrug lifting my wet tee shirt over my head, leaving me in nothing but my black lace underwear.

I walk slowly into the bathroom and turn the shower on, waiting for it to heat up, i walk back into the bedroom to retrieve a towel from my closet.

Asher is still on his phone.

I find myself feeling a little mischievous,

"Asher.." I mutter meekly,

He looks up and has to do a double take. His jaw opens slightly and a deep grunt escapes before he manages to compose himself, "Charlie..?" He responds.

"Can you help me grab a towel please? It's too higjt for me to reach." I say.

He nods and keeps his eyes away from me trying to refrain from doing something. Anything that could lead to him and i in my bed.

He reaches up onto the high shelf finally meeting me eyes, "Thank you." I smile up at him and bite my lip.

He stares at me in amazement, lips parted, shallow breaths leading his chest to rise unrhythmically, his eyes scatter from each and every inch of my body.

Shoulder to hands. Hands to knees. Knees to stomach and so on.

Before he can say anything to me, i slowly walk away in the opposite direction. Holding our intense eye contact.

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Asher's POV:
I'm still stood in restraint in Charlie's closet. I close my eyes and bite my knuckles.

Shittttt.

I look down and find a very. Very angry penis.
Hard as stone i groan and let out a fake sob, leaning back on the door.

I don't know how i managed to stay calm. I think i did? Was i calm? I was fucking calm.

I walk back over to my phone and slump into the chair, staring at my hard on.

"Why?" I ask it as if it's going to reply.

But i already know the answer. Her.

I look back over to the sound of spluttering water and soft humming. The room is slightly foggy due to the high temperature of her showers. And i every so often get a peek of her moving. She left the door open.

Temptress.

I think for a few minutes.

Could i? No...i shouldn't...But what if it was just quick? No. I can't.

I struggle to win this mental battle with myself. Fisting myself through my trousers i let out a very breathy moan. Allowing my head to fall back.

I glance at the door praying i have enough time to quickly ease this shit down. Fuck it. Not risking it.

I storm out of her room and into mine. I sit on the sofa against the back wall and rip open my belt buckle. Tear my zip down and tug my trousers and boxers lower down my thighs.

I spit into my hand and stroke myself slowly, my head lays relaxed on the back of the sofa, legs sprayed as desperate grunts and curses leave my mouth.

I quicken my pace and look down at my throbbing dick. I clench my teeth together and tighten my hand a little.

Charlie's body is all i can think of. I imagine my cock sliding through her tits as she peers up at me with those fucking eyes. Those fucking green eyes that i can't get out of my head.

"Fuck oh my god.." I breathe out.

My movements become erratic and my muscles tighten. A thin layer of perspiration coats my forehead and arms under my black shirt.

"Ugh shittttt."

I eyes flutter closed enhancing this feeling. My imagination out of control with a thousand thoughts of Charlie.

I pump myself harder and harder and i feel as if my balls are going to explode. And they quite literally do.
I hum and breathe heavily. My cum leaking and shooting out aggressively, some staining my trousers but i've never felt more relieved.

"Fucking hell." I open my eyes and breathe out in exhaustion.

I can cum to the mere thought of this girl. She didn't even have to touch me. Say anything. Do anything!

I lie there for a few more seconds. Then proceed to grab tissues from my bed side table.

I don't think i can hold off from her any longer.

I Need her.