Page 72 of Fast & Fastidious


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‘You’re here,’ I say.

‘You left the door open.’

‘I did.’

‘You wanted me to come.’

‘I do want you to come,’ I agree, smirking.

Biting her lip, she shimmies down her skirt and panties and steps out of them. Swallowing, I continue moving my hand up and down my length, my fingers tightening as my gaze roams over her tanned, bare thighs.

Leaning back onto the bathroom sink, she places a foot on the edge of the bathtub beside her, opening her legs. A coy smile dances around her mouth as her hand slides across her stomach, dipping between her thighs, and sliding across her slit.

‘You drive me fucking crazy, Blush,’ I croak.

‘Do I?’ she whispers, fingers glistening as she slides them teasingly across her entrance, before sinking a finger inside herself.

Groaning, I press my forehead against the glass as I continue to work myself, my movements becoming harsh and jerky as she begins to finger herself.

‘Touch your clit,’ I instruct her.

‘Yes, Captain.’

Oh, fuck.

She does as she’s told, and I almost come undone right then, but I am so desperate to ride this out longer. I’m so highly turned on, so deeply in love with this girl that I can’t see straight.

‘Does it feel good?’ I ask, hardly recognising my voice.

‘Yes,’ she replies, her lips parting as her head tips back. ‘But not as good as when you do it.’

This. Is. Torture.

‘Will you come?’ I ask. ‘For me?’

She nods.

‘I want you to think about what I want to do to you,’ I say. ‘All the dirty things that have been on my mind for years.’

‘Such as ... ?’ She trails off, breathing heavily as she works her hand faster.

‘I want to kiss you,’ I whisper. ‘I want to lick every inch of that perfect body.’

‘What else?’

‘I want to taste you on my tongue every morning.’

‘Anything else?’

‘I want to be inside you again. I want to be so deep inside you that I ruin you for anyone else.’

A moan falls from her lips, and her fingers move faster, in the same rhythm my own hand moves.

‘You ruined me for anyone else long ago, Mase.’

‘Oh fuck,’ I say, breathless. ‘Come for me.’

A cry leaves her, and her legs shudder as her head falls back, hitting the mirror behind her.