RHYS
I stood just outside Alex’s room, listening to the muffled sounds of her pleasure from the other side of the door. Soft gasps and moans escaped her lips, each one more desperate than the last. She must have been touching herself, trying to find relief in the privacy of her own room. The thought made me chuckle. She was a dirty liar, always trying to play innocent, but there was no denying what I was hearing.
I almost felt the urge to knock, to open the door and help her reach that peak, to see her face flushed and undone. But no, she seemed to be managing just fine on her own. When I heard her final gasp, a sound that told me she had found satisfaction, I casually strolled past her door, heading toward my own room at the end of the hall.
As I approached the corner, I noticed Rhett
