Chapter 17

"Will you really delete it?" He questioned as his body once again began beaming with warmth caused by her touch.

His eyes went into darkness, an effect of her warm breaths against his skin.

His mind was numbing to the sensation, his skin taking in everything she was allowing when suddenly her touch disappeared, leading his eyes to wide awake.

The emptiness urged his thoughts into dismay, leading him to think he'd said something wrong for her to remove her touch, and now she was going to push him away from her lap as well.

But she did no such a thing. She just placed the phone in his hands and guided his fingers on the screen.

"It's in your hands." She whispered as her hands advanced to his thighs, softly grazing the thickness of his skin. "You can do whatever you want with it."

Nuzzling her chin against his shoulder, she added. "You can delete it, send it to yourself, or throw this phone away."

He could not understand her no matter how hard he tried, neither could he understand his fluctuating mind and heart.

He wanted to make a rational decision with the choice he had before him, but his rushing mind only increased his tension.

He went further into his head and the time only stretched. The silence began echoing in his ears, her soft touch only increasing his breaths.

She was awaiting his answer with her eyes on his fingers when finally he switched off the phone and threw it aside as his response.

"I trust you." He tilted his eyes to hers and whispered, quickly squeezing his eyes tight, bashful.

She found this behavior of him just as amusing as his beauty, a smile once again taking its hold on her lips.

She felt warm at heart and rushed by her desires, which led her hands to his chest as she sunk back into the couch.

Her lips did not leave behind as well, reciprocating the feeling of desire that rushed through her veins.

Passionately nipping onto his neck, she guided her fingers to rub his nipples through the transparent bra, her ears waiting for his lustrous response.

"Oh, what do I do with you?" She exhaled in between her lips, taking the delicacy out of his skin, her fingers squeezing his nipples through the bra.

His nipples were perky like a grape, just waiting to be squeezed and ooze out the juices, but he was no fruit as she wished him to be.

"You should not be this cute." Her teeth sunk into his neck, planting a sweet pain that almost matched the pain in his nipples.

It also squeezed whimpers out of his lips, which were until now hidden behind his bashfulness.

"I wish your nipples had milk in them." He could not believe his ears, but slowly he was coming to terms with her peculiar character.

It was only turning him into a person whose body reacted to those words in a way that even a whore would feel defeated.

"T-Triya." His lips whimpered while his eyes kept following her fingers, tormenting his nipples.

He had never thought that his nipples could allow him such joy and pain at the same time, neither did he expect it to arouse him to the point when he wanted to fuck her.

"You seem to like it." She crackled into his ears, watching his nipples slowly turn red against her fingers.

"Tell me, how does it feel?" She questioned as her fingers slowly lifted the bra and fully exposed his nipples, out in the air for her to later soak them with her saliva.

How could he answer while watching her fingers play with his nipples and rub her saliva on them? It was one of the dirtiest things he could ever consider doing.

She noticed his lips gasping at the view, his eyes hypnotized by her fingers, and quickly shoved them in his mouth, her lips reminding him that she had asked a question.

"I don't like waiting, baby." Another whisper sent a jolt down his spine, making his body writhe in her arms.

"I'm sorry. I will not make you wait. It's just your fingers were doing something so dirty." He stuttered through her fingers in his mouth, feeling her other hands slowly graze down to his abdomen.

"Then tell me, how does it feel?" She asked again, swirling her fingers in his mouth, while her other hand was now squeezing his cock through the panty.

Feeling the friction once again, especially on his cock, turned his body unstable, prompting him to flinch and jitter even more like a leaf in a thunderous night.

"It feels so rough and so good." His muffling words were leading her fingers to play with his mouth even more, urging them to travel deeper in his mouth.

"Yeah?" she hissed at the sounds of his mouth, slowly reaching his throat with his fingers.

The tightness around her fingers felt like the tightness inside her cunt. It made her smile even wider to see him gagging on her fingers.

"You're doing pretty good for someone who's never sucked fingers." She whispered like a snake into his ear, trailing her lips on his earlobe just to intensify every rush of his body.

"Have you ever thought of sucking a cock?" His eyes popped out at her question, his mouth now coughing her fingers out.

"Don't be so surprised." She whispered, allowing him the details where she watched it happen. "The boys on the internet are just like you. Soft and gentle. They really enjoy it. I want to know why."

His expression only worsened, while her fingers swirled on his wet lips, his crotch only getting harder in her grasp.

"Awww, don't worry. I will not make you suck a real cock. That's gross. I'll buy a toy for you." Why was she saying such a thing? And why was he getting aroused at the thought of her watching him in such a compromising situation?

But he just whimpered to her words, gently grasping her hand that was pleasing his cock with both hands while her free hand grasped his neck in place.

"Is it too much?" She questioned, continuing to gently squeeze both his length and his neck.

He quickly nodded, biting his whimpers inside his chest, feeling the lack of breaths numb his body even more.

"It's too much for me as well." He did not understand what she meant, because he was the one who was getting teased and tormented. But when she added to her words, her statement became crystal.

"Your beauty is too much for me." She had said, licking his neck, which drove chills down his spine.

At the same deliberate pace, her hand kept tormenting his body and had taken the last breath in his lungs away from him, making him grasp her wrist on his cock tighter, with his nails digging into her skin.

She found this exquisite, a smile on her face just a fraction of her feelings.

His body now began trembling in her arms, bitterly jumping on her thighs when she gave his lungs a rest as well as his hustling body by removing her grasp from his throat.

He felt heavy and light at the same time, his mind circling around. He felt pushed to the edge and then pulled back, which frustrated him but also heightened every ounce of pleasure that he felt.

Going through so many emotions and sensations, he was in no position to notice her next action and did not notice as she clicked a few more pictures of his broken body.

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