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“Go on,” he says harshly.
I look up at him uncertainly. “What?”
“Fuck yourself with it. I want to see everything I missed.”
10
Kristian
Zenya laughs, but I don’t join in, and the smile dies on her lips.
I close in on her slowly, taking her shoulders in my hands and walking her over to her bed. “I’m serious. I’m not missing out on one little thing about you. If your first time was like this, then I want to see it.”
Her mouth falls open and she drops onto the mattress with a plop. Thoughts are racing behind her eyes as I stand before her. The urge to tell me to get out is strong, but so is the impulse to torment me and show off—the little vixen.
Zenya glances at the vibrator in her hand, smiles, and licks slowly up its length.
Right over my name.
I growl in the back of my throat and reach for her, but she puts a hand on my chest and opens her eyes wide.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
I’m about three seconds away from snatching that dildo from her and fucking her with it myself. “I’m helping.”
“No, thank you. Stay where you are.”
I watch as she slowly takes off her clothes, pulling her blouse off over her head, wriggling out of her jeans, and throwing them aside. Her bra is made from white see-through lace, and I can see her dusky nipples through the fabric. Her panties are the same, and there’s a slightly darker patch over her slit.
My mouth waters at the sight. Wet already. Fuck, I’m addicted to this girl.
She takes her underwear off, dropping them over the edge of her bed. Her crumpled panties land on my shiny black shoe.
As Zenya settles back and makes herself comfortable, she closes her eyes. She hasn’t looked once at me since she took her clothes off.
She’s decided to pretend I’m not here. Torment me. Look but don’t touch, Uncle Kristian.
I stay where I am for now, standing by the side of her bed and gazing down at her with my cock getting harder and harder in my pants.
Zenya turns on the vibrator, spreads her knees with the soles of her feet pressed together, and trails the head of the dildo up and down her sex. With her middle fingertip, she slowly caresses her clit. This must be how she touches herself, night after night. Beautiful eyes closed. Panting softly. When the pink sex toy is thoroughly wet, she pushes it inside her.
I swallow a groan as it sinks into her pussy. That should be me. I want to yank the sex toy out and throw it across the room. It should beme. I’m raging with jealousy over an inanimate object.
I wait until she loses herself in pleasure, and then get up on the bed with her.
Zenya opens her eyes and gazes up at me, pleasure, desperation, and hunger in their blue depths. I cover her fingers on the vibrator and squeeze until she lets go of it. I take over for her, thrusting it deep into her pussy and angling it up so it pulses against her G-spot.
Zenya lets out a cry and quickly smothers it, remembering that we’re not alone in the house.
“Why did you teach yourself to come like this?” I gaze down at her perfect body. Her adorable tits lifting and falling. Her pretty sex swallowing the dildo and making it shiny and wet.
Zenya licks her lips. “I wasn’t going to be afraid of any man my first time.”
I thought that might be it. Zenya hates trembling in front of anyone and she loathes feeling out of her depth.
I screw her slowly with the vibrator while her fingers work frantically on her clit.
“I broke my own virginity and screwed myself with this thing so many times that I wouldn’t be afraid.”
