Peep Show - Eros POV

The second I woke I climbed out of bed quietly praying Chrissy didn't wake up. I definitely didn't want to finish our conversation from last night. My eyes raked over her body in red lingerie and smiled. She was so fucking sexy. Not worth waking up for a morning quickie though.

I texted Aaron to see if he wanted to drive to work together. He worked for my father and I guess one day would work for me. That was fucking weird to think about. My dad already left, actually I don't think he came home last night. I had a feeling he was banging my future step mom number six.

The second I saw Ella everything from last night flashed in my head. Why did I have to fantasy about this girl? I had a super model fast asleep in my bed at home.

When Ella told me to call Chrissy again I knew she saw her come over last night. That was truly an asshole move on my part. It was better than taking advantage of Ella though, because trust me, all day I thought about how many ways I could turn that innocent little girl into a nympho.

Aaron said how he was headed to the pastry shop and I nearly jumped at him to take me too. I really needed to find that bag already. Too much exposure to Ella made me do things I only regretted later.

Seeing her with her hair a mess under a ball cap, black apron covered in flour, and tank top was stirring my dick again. He was way to horny for this girl and I was not giving into him.

I stole her food and nearly passed out how good it was. I knew she was a good cook but that was the first time I actually tasted her food. It tasted almost as good as she did.

We left the shop and Aaron was annoyed with me. I never teased her so openly in front of him before and he didn't like it.

"Why are you messing with my Ella?" His eyes were all fatherly on me as the limo drove away.

"She's an easy target." Not the right thing to say. "I was just joking around with her." I looked at the window. My hand rested on my knee as my leg lightly shook.

"You were teasing her, Eros. I don't appreciate you going after my little girl. We both know you have no good intentions with her."

I clenched my jaw. This wasn't the first time I got a lecture how Ella was the crowned princess and too good for me. "I'm not after Ella that way. Have you seen Chrissy, my girlfriend."

"Yeah, I've seen her. I also saw the way you looked at Ella today. She is a sweet girl that deserve better than any of these asshole. You wouldn't make her happy and that will piss me off when you hurt her."

"I get it Aaron. I'm not messing around with your daughter." It annoyed me how he always babied her like she was some special girl too good for everyone else.

"Good! I knew you would understand. Chrissy is a good woman. The two of you seem to be pretty serious."

"I guess. Next month will be one year. She wants us to get our own place."

"That is great news. You're twenty now Eros. You need to quit that job at the club and take your father's company more serious."

"I know." I sighed looking back out the window. I was always expected to be the CEO of my father's company. It's not that I didn't want to, but sometimes I wish I had a choice in my life.

I got home after work in the city and quickly changed into jeans and black t-shirt. Our cook, Gloria, made me some dinner and I ran out to the club. It was only open to midnight on weekdays so it would be a quick shift. I felt like crap all day and just wanted to check out of reality for a while.

The night was slow and the owner, Roger, had a new guy that wanted to challenge me in the ring downstairs. A fight was exactly what I needed. I chugged my drink and left Rich to watch over the strip club. There wasn't much going on so he should be fine.

The second I stepped in the ring my entire body started racing with electricity. Just the anticipation of beating the crap out someone got me so worked up. A tall guy probably in his late twenties stepped in. I sized him up smiling. This was going to be a close one.

The bell rang and the crowd around the cage started screaming. The noise only added to the exhilaration. We circled each other then his first jab came out. Fuck! There was a lot of power in that punch. I felt the wind whip pass my cheek then I got him in the stomach and slid to my left.

We lasted five rounds until I gave him the final blow with my powerhouse uppercut. It was known in the underground fights as feeling like a concrete wall smashing your brains inside your skull. There was no special technique I had. Just pure rage that I put all my weight into.

He dropped to the ground and the crowd erupted in cheers and boos. The wager was pretty high so a lot of people made good money and a lot lost more than they had.

"Shit! Your face is fucked up." Rich handed me a drink once I met him back on top of the ledge above the crowd of dancers.

"You should see the other guy." I smiled, but it hurt so I chugged my glass. The burn down my throat felt welcoming as it distracted me from the pain in my eye. That fucker got a few good hits to my face and it would be a pain to cover up at work. Yes, I knew how to put on concealer like a pro, but would never admit it to any one.

"I bet on you and made out." Rich waved a stack of hundreds at me.

"Of course you did. Glad to help out." He tossed me some ice and I hissed as I pressed it against my eye.

Rich was a few years older than me with a wife and two kids already. He took this gig as a second job to being an actual cop during the day. He didn't live in the city but anywhere around here was expensive as hell to support a family in.

I never understood why he didn't just pack up and leave. He said he grew up here and this was his home. He never thought of being anywhere else. I guess I could understand, but to spend 70 hours a week working two jobs didn't seem worth it.

"We only got an hour to closing. Why don't you head home? Call that hot chick to nurse all your wounds." He smiled at me knowing exactly how she could help.

He met Chrissy a few times and wasn't a big fan of her. He was a guy though and saw exactly what I did when you looked at her.

"Thanks." I fist bumped him then headed out. I had a few drinks and my face was pounding so I shouldn't have jumped on my bike, yet I did. I didn't really care if I crashed and is exactly why I did over a hundred on the way home. My last high for the night. The wind whipping across my body as the world blurred around me. My classic baby girl purring between my legs was another exhilarating high that set my head outside of reality.

The second I got home I looked over to Ella's house and her car wasn't in the driveway. I checked the time and it was a little after 11. She was usually fast asleep by now. I don't know why I tortured myself thinking about her. I knew the second my mind went to Ella it would be stuck there all night. I groaned rubbing my face then headed to her window.

Like a high school kid I climbed the tree and crawled in. I didn't trip this time and was a little proud of myself. I never climbed in a girls window before and who would guess I would start at twenty years old. Fucking Ella made me do such weird shit.

I took off my shirt and laid on her bed relaxing into her scent. Ok, I might be a little drunk. There was absolutely no rational reason to be here right now.

Then her door creaked open. Ella didn't turn on the light and started undressing. Fuck me! Now I get a peep show at her little body. This night just keeps getting better. That was until she fall onto her bed smacking her elbow into my eye. I guess that served me right for creeping in her room.

"Ahhhhh!" She screamed like a psycho again.

"Shhhh." I scolded her.

"Eros! What are you doing?" She yelled at me kneeling on the bed in just her tank top and underwear. I really needed to turn on a light.

A loud knock came at her door. "Ella! Everything ok?"

"Sorry daddy. A spider again. I got him."

"I'll call an exterminator in morning. Get some sleep princess."

"Thank you. Goodnight."

I smiled staring at her silhouette right in front of me. My eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness and I could see her a little better. I reached to her night stand to flick on the light.

"Fuck Ella! Who knew there was this sexy little body under those horrendous clothes." I bit my lip raking my eyes up and down her.

"Why are you here?" She whined and it was so cute. I could tell she was tired and it was way past her bedtime.

She was always this adorable little doll I just wanted to play with. The ways I could play with her body. My hand reached for her waist pulling her closer. She gasped taking a hard breath then worry set in her eyes.

"What happened? You need to clean these cuts, Eros." Her soft little fingers swiped above my eye and it felt so comforting.

"Will you take care of me?" My grin got wider. So many ways she can take care of my body.

"If you let me go I can grab some ointment and band aids."

That was a hard choice. I liked her sitting right next to me. My hand wrapped around her waist keeping her close to my body.

"Eros! Let me go!" She demanded and I moved my hands off her. She's no fun. I laid on my back and closed my eyes. I was so fucking tired and her bed smelt so fucking good. Did she wash her sheets in her shampoo? Vanilla and raspberries was always what she smelt like.

"Be still." She ordered patting my cut with a cotton pad. I opened my eyes and she had thrown on sweat pants and large t-shirt. From the size of it I'm guessing one of her father's. I liked the tank top and underwear better.

"Why are you pouting?" She giggled at me.

"I liked what you wearing before."

"Of course that is what is making you sad. Such a boy." She teased applying ointment on me now. I liked this.

My parents never tended to any of my wounds. I either did it myself or if it was serious enough our driver took me to a doctor to patch me up. Her fingers were gentle and her eyes had so much care for me in them.

"Thank you." I smiled at her and she smiled back. Her body leaned against my side. Her hand held her head up and she looked at me confused.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm tired." I shrugged my shoulders then wrapped my arm around her waist. "Sleep next to me, Ella. I'll be good and keep my hands to myself."

"You're literally wrapped around my body. How is that keeping your hands to yourself?"

"I meant I won't touch you in naughty places. Go to sleep." I spoke in a tired voice. This was so comfortable. What kind of mattress did she have?

"I'm too tired for this, Eros. If I ask you nicely will you leave?"

"Nope! I'm already asleep."

"Somehow I don't believe you. I can smell the liquor on your breath too."

"Been drinking and won a fight."

"Fine! Take my bed, again. Can you let me go at least?" She tried prying my arm off her.

"If I let you go you'll sleep on the floor."

"Eros!" She whined making me smile. She never slept next to a boy before and I wanted to be the first one. I knew she was too good for me but I still had this weird itch to be close to her. It was much easier to ignore when I wasn't drunk.

"Go to sleep!" I ordered her. I loosened my arm a little since I was squeezing her a bit too tight and I'm sure she wasn't comfortable.

"You're so irritating." She huffed and rolled in my arms so her back was to my front. I pulled her body closer to me and fell right asleep.