We got to the door and I used my left hand to search the back of my pocket and after successfully getting the key out, I went on to open the door.
"Finally." She left my arm the moment the door opened and fell on my bed, spreading her arms out tiredly.
I smiled when she did that, closing the door as I joined her in the room. After that, I just stood there, watching her as she laid on my bed with her eyes closed. She was damn pretty.
"Aren't you gonna shower?" I asked her because I remembered vividly that she had told her roommate that as what she needed to do to get some good sleep.
She opened both her eyes when I asked her that, then she sat up, licking her lips she looked around. I wonder if she was looking for something.
"If I shower, what do I change into?" She asked me something I didn't think of.
"Oh, I didn't think of that."
"Maybe I can put on your clothes but I don't have a towel and my bathing soap, I don't know if I can use yours. Do you share a soap with Dylan?"
"No."
"What soap is it? What's the brand?"
"Prime." I told her.
"Prime, I know prime, maybe I could use it. Now it's the issue with the towel." She sighed.
"Hold on," I said going over to my wardrobe.
"What are you doing?" She asked while I searched for the new towel my mum got me when I was still packing to come here. I brought along my old one which I was still using so I hadn't used this one before, it was still in the nylon it was packaged in when it was bought.
"Here." I finally saw the towel I was searching for. I took it out of it's nylon and went to give it to her.
"Your towel?" She asked not receiving it at first. Maybe I should have brought it with the nylon it was packed in.
"Yeah," I replied and she raised her right brow."It's mine but I haven't used it before, it's new."
"Okay." She took it from me.
"So, you are gonna shower now?" I rubbed my the back of my neck as I asked.
'What are you asking Jerry?' I asked myself in my thoughts afterwards because I knew I just asked something stupid; of course she was gonna shower now.
"Yeah?" She chuckled.
"Do I, uhm, do I leave the room?" I asked her if she needed privacy and saw a smile creep up her face.
"If you want to. It's your room, do what you want." She shrugged and got up from the bed and pulled all of her hair up before she made it into a rough bun using a hair band.
She then started to pull her baggy trouser down from her waist slowly. I swallowed when I saw the waistline of her purple underwear. I looked away immediately but I heard her laugh.
"Are you serious right now?" She asked, making me look back at her. The trouser was now at her ankles now and her long slender legs were exposed.
"Don't act like you haven't see me completely naked before." She had a cocky smirk.
Stepping out from the trouser, she was now naked from her waist below and the underwear she had on wasn't doing any justice in covering much of that area in between her legs even though it(the underwear) didn't look tight.
I stood still, watching her because I couldn't take my eyes off her, not now. She pulled up the crop top she was wearing and soon it was off her too.
Just in her white bra and purple underwear, I wonder if she knew what she was doing to me by undressing like that.
'Control yourself Jerry, control yourself.' I repeated in my head because I could feel my hardness pressing hard against my boxer. She was tempting and how she acted like she didn't know how tempting she was, that was more tempting.
She bent to pick up her clothes before walking to where I stood. I found it harder to breathe less loudly when she got closer to me.
"Help me keep these." She handed me her clothes and I took them from her. My eyes never left her body.
After giving me her clothes, she walked to the bathroom with the towel I had given her. She didn't seem like she knew the torture she was putting me through right now.
When she closed the bathroom door, I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. Now I was hard as fuck and I couldn't even fuck her if I told her about it because she was pregnant. I don't think I can fuck her while she had a baby In her.
Or maybe I could. I took out my phone and searched if having sex was in any way harmful to a pregnant lady or the child itself. I needed to know.
If there was nothing wrong with fucking a pregnant Ann and there was going to be no fatal outcome concerning the baby she was carrying then I was going to fuck her, somehow but i would. I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted her more than anything now and the only thing stopping me was her pregnancy.
She probably wanted me to make a move, if not why else will she undress in front me like that. She just made me want to smell her hair after trailing the tip of my nose on her neck. I wanted to hear her soft low moans reverberate in my ears as I fucked her.
I wanted to see that look on her face, that look filled with pleasure like the first time I was inside of her, that look that drove me to thrust her harder and get a louder moan from her pretty mouth as she pulled me closer to herself.
IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I NEED MORE THAN FIVE COMMENTS BEFORE I PUBLISH THE NEXT CHAPTER. DO YOU THINK ANN WANTS HIM TO MAKE A MOVE?
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