Crossing the Line

I tried to push Lila off me, to create some distance between us, but she just laughed and settled in deeper. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she ground against me, her movements sending shivers down my spine. I felt my face heat up with embarrassment and frustration as I tried to shift her off me. "Hey, get off of me," I muttered, trying to sound casual, but my voice came out strained and awkward. Lila just smiled and continued to move against me, her eyes locked onto mine. Ethan, still oblivious to the tension, just chuckled and tossed another pillow at us. But I was beyond joking. I was trapped, and I didn't know how to escape. I tried to stand up, to physically remove Lila from my lap, but she just wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tight. Finally, Ethan noticed that something was off. "Hey, guys, what's going on?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. Lila just laughed and leaned in close, her breath whispering against my ear. "Just having a little fun, Ethan," she whispered, her voice husky and seductive. Ethan raised an eyebrow, but Lila just winked at him, and he seemed to buy it. I, on the other hand, was seething. I was furious with Lila for pushing me, for testing my boundaries like this. And I was furious with myself for being so weak, for letting my body respond to her like that. As the night wore on, I managed to extricate myself from the situation, and I stumbled up to my room, feeling like I was going to explode. I locked the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath. But as I stood there, I couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that lingered inside me. I was hard, and I knew it. And as I looked around my room, I felt a wave of shame wash over me. That's when I heard the door creak open behind me. I spun around, my heart racing, to see Lila standing in the doorway, a sly smile spreading across her face. "What are you doing, Jace?" she asked, her voice husky and seductive. I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. I was too busy trying to hide what I was doing - jerking off, while imagining her. Lila's eyes locked onto mine, and she took a step closer, her eyes scanning the scene before her. Her smile grew wider as she took in the situation. "Looks like someone's got a little problem," she teased, her voice dripping with amusement. I felt my face heat up with embarrassment, but Lila just laughed and took another step closer. "I can help," she whispered, her voice husky and seductive. "Let me help you."