The Rent Agreement Ch. 06 - Preview 3

Hey all, I'm happy to finally bring you a little bit more content today. I've settled back into a normal schedule, and the juices are flowing. This short rough draft takes place after the Ethan and Leah painting date, which has been revised but will be released in my next post. I hope to wrap up this chapter and get it posted on here by next week at the latest.

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“That.. was actually really fun. I still can’t believe you volunteered to do that!” 

“Me neither. I’m glad you invited me. I had no idea I was going to be starting a career in male modeling when I woke up this morning,” he chuckled, getting a hearty laugh out of her.

“I’m glad you came too,” she said genuinely, locking eyes with him. A silent moment passed as they stared at each other, and Leah felt a fluttery feeling in her stomach.

“What are you gonna kiss me now?” He teased, inching closer to her.

“That would be wrong…” She stated, not backing away.

“Just a friend kiss,” he murmured, moving closer still. Leah could feel her defenses crumbling. Before she could think it through any further, his lips made contact with hers, and though it was a gentle touch, the impact was unmistakable. He broke the kiss briefly, and then pecked her again lightly, savoring the forbidden connection. The small kisses quickly grew firmer, and their lips parted slightly, lingering on each other as if to dare the other to take the next step. Ethan grabbed her bare upper thigh and simultaneously pushed his tongue into her mouth, and she accepted him willingly, offering her own tongue to the taboo dance.

The roommates kissed deeply and passionately for several minutes, practically devouring each other with no regard for anything else. At some point Ethan pressed a button and his seat slid back, making room for Leah as he pulled her onto him. She was now straddling him, her skirt hiked up and her rapidly moistening panties pressed against his bulging crotch. She moaned into his mouth as he groped her ass and bucked himself into her. Her conscience was pleading for her to stop, but her lust was building by the second. She envisioned him ripping her underwear off and sinking his big cock into her needy pussy, which was now drooling in anticipation. 

“Fuuck…” She whispered, her voice quivering.

“You like playing the role of my little slut girlfriend, don’t you?” He asked, squeezing her plump cheeks.

“Mmmpf!” She nodded slightly before shoving her tongue back into his mouth.

Ethan was barely able to muster up the self control to not fuck his roommate at that moment. His cock was swelling in his pants, desperate to escape and enter her, but he wanted her in his bed. He was determined to have her come to him for the ravishing she needed, without the fake non-consent act. He pulled away and released his hold on her, leaning back into the leather seat. Leah suddenly felt very out of place, horny and panting on his lap. She knew then that he was not going to take her after all. Which should’ve been a relief, but was instead a massive disappointment. 

“God… Fuck you for doing this to me,” she said, half smiling and climbing back to the passenger seat.

“Give me your panties,” Ethan commanded. 

“Wha-”

“You heard me. Hand them over. We’re not leaving the car until you do.”

She knew she should outright refuse, but Leah was struck by his abrupt change in tone, and found herself reluctantly sliding the fabric down her legs. Her dominant roommate watched her with a hardened expression as she submitted herself, presenting her private clothing to him before he snatched it from her. Ethan inspected the garment for a moment and stuffed it into his pocket. Her slit was now exposed to the open air, and she felt incredibly vulnerable as she waited for his next move. Maybe he wasn’t finished with her after all.

“Of course they’re soaking wet,” he teased.

“Gee, I wonder why, you jerk. So are you gonna ruin those ones too?” She tried to feign disgust, but the thought of him drenching her panties in his thick cum again was all too delectable in her highly aroused state.

“You can pick them up from me later,” he said, and to her surprise, opened the car door. Leah winced audibly in frustration as he closed it, squeezing her thighs together to try and take the edge off. She was so incredibly turned on, and wished that she and Ethan could have just stayed the entire night in the safety of his vehicle. The evening wasn’t over though, and with Josh still at work, she had no idea what might unfold back in the apartment.

Her canvas under her arm, Leah strode across the parking lot and joined her roommate at the elevator. Her heart was racing, knowing that he could pounce at any moment. He didn’t though, and the two entered the apartment without any further exchange of words. Ethan grinned at her, twirling her panties around his finger, and stepping towards his bedroom. “You know where to find me.”

“You’re such a perv. I can’t believe you’re gonna go jerk off on those when the real thing is right in front of you.”

He stopped in his tracks, turning slightly. “What are you saying, Leah?”

“N-nothing, I…” She stammered.

“You’d rather I drain my big balls all over you instead? Or maybe deep inside of you?”

“I… we can’t…” She was frozen in place, too conflicted to think straight. Her pussy was aching at the thought of following him into his room and letting him have his way with her, but she had been working so hard to avoid that very thing. Leah wanted her roommate to take the choice out of her hands, to pull her into his lair against her will, but he wasn’t making the move.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” he muttered knowingly, and disappeared behind his door. Leah was left flustered, standing in the middle of the room, with a trickle of her own juices running down her inner thigh. It wasn’t until the front door swung open that she was snapped out of her daze, and she turned to see her boyfriend stumble in, looking exhausted.

“Hey babe. I’m beat…” He dropped his bag and shuffled towards their bedroom, not even noticing the painting of a naked man she was still holding. Leah, relieved that he had showed up in time to prevent her from making the wrong decision, followed him. Hopefully he would have enough energy left for a quickie. She so desperately needed to be filled. Josh collapsed onto the bed and let out a long sigh. She climbed on top of him and kissed his forehead.

“You okay?”

“Yeah… Just the longest day,” he explained, eyes closing.

“I’m sorry. Well I can make you feel better,” she said suggestively, her hand dropping to his belt and undoing his pants.

“Not right now babe. Not in the mood,” he said sleepily.

“You sure? She rubbed his crotch in a last attempt to hopefully ignite a spark, but he was already beginning to snore. “That’s okay…” She whispered, laying her head on his chest. She tried to sleep for minutes, but they felt like hours, and the need between her legs had not subsided even a little. She allowed her fingers to touch her clit, and was instantly rocked with a wave of pleasure. The young girlfriend played with herself, her mind wandering to the bedroom across the apartment. She wondered if Ethan was actually pleasuring himself with her underwear, and if he would soil them like he did that morning. She pictured the fabric that had been snug against her wet pussy, now gliding up and down his rock hard shaft. Leah thought about their steamy make out session in his car, and how amazingly hot it was to share that intimate act in the protective darkness of the parking garage. Just then, her phone buzzed.

Come get your panties. Done with them.

She hurriedly typed a response, her left hand not leaving her slippery cunt. Eww. You can keep them. You probably dumped a big nasty load on them.

Huge. You should come and see.

Yeah no thanks. You will probably trap me in there and force me to touch them or something.

Is Josh asleep?

Ugh. Yes.

You must be so horny right now.

Maybe…

Will you just pick these up please, they’re starting to leak onto my bed.

I’m not falling for that.

Cmon, you know you want them. They will help you with your little problem.

Leah paused at his last message. Did he hear her getting down and dirty with his cum that morning? My only problem is you won’t leave me the fuck alone!

Ooooh. You should come tell me off you lying slut.

Between the flirting and the attention she was giving her clit, Leah had achieved peak lust. For whatever reason, his last taunt caused her to jump out of bed, and march across the apartment toward her roommate. She quietly, but forcefully swung Ethan’s bedroom door open and closed it behind her. She turned to him with an expression of anger, inspired by the combative energy of their conversation. The man was fully nude, laying on his back with his massive erection pointing at the ceiling, and her tiny panties all twisted and wrapped tightly around the throbbing shaft.

“You’re the fucking liar!” She accused him, observing that he had clearly not cum yet.

“Whaaat? I thought you’d be thrilled that they’re still clean,” he teased. His eyes fell to the hem of her skirt, which she had still not changed out of. “Are you still not wearing any?”

She hadn’t even thought of it, and realized she should’ve put on more clothes before barging in there. “I didn’t get a chance!”

“And Josh didn’t wonder why you had that skirt on with no panties in sight?”

“He went right to bed.”

“Well no wonder you’re all fired up. I guess I can allow you to have these ones back even though I am technically not done with them after all…”

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Sorry for the abrupt ending, but wanted you patrons to get a taste since it's been a while. More to come soon!