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For a while, I toyed with the idea of telling Syn what was happening. Not through loyalty to Syn, or ill intent towards Royal, but because the idea of unleashing that chaos tickled me. Right underneath my ribs, like someone was brushing my insides with a feather.
But doing so would probably have Syn here in the blink of an eye, and that could put a stop to even more fun times…
I’m playing a game, and my opponent is Tori.
The more time that passes, the more heavily she’s started to sleep. Challenging me.
I’ve learned to read her as she sleeps. When she’s completely out, when she’s waking, when she’s dreaming… And now, I’m learning what will wake her.
If I take it slow, I can get her pajama shorts off down her legs without even waking her. I can get them back up, too. Gentle pressure can make her spread her legs, and she gives me full access to her cunt.
Last week, I was going to see how many fingers I could get in her before she woke, but ever since Syn’s game of Hide and go Fuck, she’s not been in her bed to try.
Now, not only is her bedroom easier to access, but she has a bed. And on a bed, she’s a few feet off the floor. And that could make the odds fall more in my favor.
Of course, now she’s upstairs, and while Syn’s away, Royal could also be making his move. The idea of Royal lying beside her as I fuck her has my cock leaping to attention, eager to accept the new challenge.
Without waiting for the game I’m playing to end, I quit, hang up my headset, and head straight to her room. The house is silent as I gently push open the door and step inside. With the light of my phone’s light, I sweep the beam towards the bed.
I don’t know if I’m disappointed or not when I find her sleeping alone.
Tori lets out a soft sigh, rolling from her side onto her back.
That’s her sign that she’s ready for me.
After shutting the door behind me, I move past her bed to the window where I gently tug them open so the campus security lights illuminate the room just enough that I can turn the phone’s flashlight off.
My eyes quickly adjust, and I move over towards her. From the foot of the bed, I pull the blankets free then carefully slide them to the side, exposing her from the waist down.
Less care is needed to pull her shorts down, but that’s because I know she’s waiting for this as much as I am. There’s an urge to take them with me, like a trophy, but there’s something already more satisfying about the idea of putting them back on and leaving without her ever knowing I’ve claimed her.
Instead, I sniff them, making my cock pulse so hard that I stick my hands into my pants to stroke it reassuringly. Then, I put the shorts to one side, release my cock, and turn my attention to Tori’s cunt.
I run my fingers through her pubes. She’s got hair, though she clearly grooms. Others have strong opinions about no hair, but I like it. To each their own and all, but I prefer a healthy garden to a children’s play park.
Can’t say I wouldn’t be happier if the carpet matched the curtains though. Maybe I can get her to dye her pubes before I use the ears and tail?
She lets out the softest sigh, but it’s enough to bring my attention to my fantasy in front of me, and not the one in my head. That’s a challenge for another day.
A little pressure by her knees has her parting her legs for me. Slowly, I extend my fingers to follow the curve of her cunt, between her slit.
She’s damp, like she knew I was coming, but not wet enough for me to take her without her feeling it. While she’d like that bite of pain, I’m almost certain that’s the line I’d cross between her staying asleep and her waking.
Not tonight.
Leaning forward, I spit a healthy dollop of saliva over her cunt and my fingers, using it to slide with ease over her clit. As I move my fingers back and forth, experimenting with the pressure I use, my eyes are locked onto her face.
Tori’s attractive. She’s got a look that’s good now, but when she hits her mid-thirties, that’s when you’ll really see her beauty peak. Not that I have a type.
Not a physical one, anyway.
I want someone who isn’t afraid to explore their dark side, and bonus points if their kinks line up with mine. I never thought they were that extreme, but there’s a surprising number of girls—and guys—who get freaked out at the sight of a few toys.
Tori is different. She's not afraid of the dark. How could she be when she blackmailed Sinclair Keyingham into letting her take the initiation to join the Elite? Considering it’s no secret how much he hates her and her brother, and she has zero chance of succeeding, if that doesn’t make her a little crazy, it certainly makes her a masochist.
Exactly my type.
Look at her now: lying there with her legs spread, inviting me and my dick inside. The artificial light peeking in through the curtains does little more than cast everything with a gray hue, but from the way Tori is breathing, and letting out an occasional whimper, I know her cheeks are growing pink.
