It was completely dark inside when I got home. Beau was asleep already? It was only eleven.
Well, the poor baby had had a long day, so it wasn’t a surprise.
I walked quietly down to the hall to my room, shut and locked the door, stripped out of my clothes, and headed to my favorite drawer.
My toy box.
Just because I couldn’t get it with a man didn’t mean I had to go completely without. I could love myself just fine when the occasion called for it.
I opened up the long box inside the drawer and pulled out my lube, my favorite vibrating dildo, and then got some hand towels from the closet because this bitch was about to get messy in the best kind of way.
3
BEAU
Iwas just starting to drift off when I heard something out in the hallway.
Was Lea back?
I’d lain awake for hours, lights off, window open, just staring at the ceiling. Listening to the sounds of people walking below, sometimes laughing, sometimes yelling, to the breeze move lazily through nearby trees, to the distant swell of the ocean waves brushing gently against the shore. There was music playing somewhere, an upbeat tune that was too far away to make out clearly.
Everything was so vivacious here.
The AC in the right window had stopped working a few hours earlier, but I honestly didn’t mind. I liked having the window open and getting to listen to the world outside. I felt like I could be a part of it without actually being a part of it. I could enjoy it all from the safety of my room.
But losing that constant hum of noise meant I could hear everything going on in the rest of the apartment. I was even able to hear the clock in the kitchen ticking from here.
I could always put on my noise-canceling headphones, but I was kind of enjoying all the new sounds.
The soft creak of the wood floor in the hall was followed by the gentle snick of Lea’s door closing.
A buzz of excitement began humming beneath my skin.
Just the idea that he was right beyond this wall was terrifying and thrilling and I found myself holding my breath so I could hear him.
No, that was wrong of me.
Was it, though?
Could it really be considered a transgression on my part if there was no other choice for mebutto hear him? It wasn’t my fault the walls were so thin or the AC had stopped working.
There was a light thump from the other side of the wall, and then the mattress creaked.
My breathing became shallower as I strained my ears, staying as still as possible.
I jolted when a soft, slightly muffled moan pierced through the silence, then shifted slowly, scooting closer to the wall.
A louder moan sounded. Lea said something too soft for me to make out.
I sucked in a sharp breath.
Oh my god. Was Lea…talking to himself? I wanted to hear so badly what he was saying. I felt like I was combusting, like a fire was raging beneath my skin. Every part of my body was heating up, tingling with the sudden burst of warmth.
When something buzzed on the other side of the wall, it sparked a deep burning in me that began at the base of my neck and spread white-hot flames down my spine.
Was that a…
Was that a vibrator?