Free The Solitarian: Part 1 of The Amaranth Series by Chalyn Amadore

as I clutch it. The cute little pink laced panties that I wore to bed are now soaked with my lust. I quickly search the room with my eyes when I notice that Keyan is no longer with me. The TV is still playing but the sound is turned down. I focus on the screen and it is on a cable channel that plays late night flicks. The couple is totally going at it. No wonder I was dreaming about sex. They are having way too much of it. And boy are they getting it in. I hear the shower running and I stand to go and see if Keyan left it on. As I approach the door I hear sensual sounds coming from the bathroom. I make my way across my room and over to it. He left the door slightly ajar. That is surely something that we will have to discuss.
    I reach out to close the door and my curiosity forces me to peek inside. I press my face against the crack and the first thing that I see is his firm bottom tightly clenched. He has one hand on the wall and one hidden down in front of him. I swallow hard as I see his head fall back. I can’t believe that a man could be this attractive. Everything inside of me is saying ‘run.’ But I am frozen in place. I see his body jerking and the moans that escape causes a burning desire deep inside of me. I feel the tension build as he gets a tad bit louder. The sounds plays like beautiful music. I should be running in terror but I’m nowhere near terrified. I want to join him and help him reach his level of gratification. I want him right now more than I have ever wanted anything in my life.
    When he finishes he washes his delicious body and I can’t move. I need to look away but my legs are not connected to my brain. He turns to face me and his eyes are closed. I get a glimpse of what he has to offer and I like what I see. I want to slap myself for being such a perv. I’m watching this man pleasure himself and shower. I’m the biggest creeper in the world. When he reaches forward and turns the knob, I snap out of it. I hurry back to my bed and quickly pretend to still be asleep.
    He enters the room. I hear it open. The creak of the door causes my heart to beat like a ceremonial drum. He calls out to me. “McKenna?” he whispers. “Are you awake?”
    I toss and turn attempting to deceive him into believing that I’ve been sleep. I yawn and turn to face him. “I wasn’t, but I am now thanks to you calling my name.” My falseness kills me. When my eyes rest on him he is wearing a towel only. I turn away.
    “I can’t imagine that you have suddenly become shy. You’ve seen me nude in Palasca, remember?” He teases.
    “It’s different now. Then I thought that you were a forty something year old man. Like an uncle or something.” He walks over toward the bed and sits at the foot.
    “So what has changed?”
    “You’re a hot teenager like me. I think that we have to set some ground rules.”
    “Why? I would never intrude on you Kenna. You are my family now.”
    Family? Family does not have the dreams that I’ve had, nor the feelings. “Family…okay. Still, you are not the gross hairy old man that I found in Palasca. So from now on shower when you are positive that I am sleeping.” My cheeks turn bright red and I give myself away.
    “I thought that you were asleep. Did you come into the bathroom?”
    “Umm, let’s just agree to lock the door.” I clear my throat.
    “Alright? By the way television has changed tremendously. I’ve learned a lot tonight.” He smiles.
    “Goodnight Keyan.”
    “Goodnight…sweet, sweet cousin.” He jokes. I wave my hand and he goes into the room behind mine for the night.
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    The next morning I beat Keyan down the stairs. With my mom and dad out of town I don’t have to hide him. When they return I will try to get them to rent the pool house to him. They have rented it out before, but it was to an arrogant pool boy that hit on me all summer. He was about 20 and I was 16. When my dad found out he kicked his ass out and fired him. I have to make sure