Page 28 of My Favorite Girl

“Listen to me carefully, Ally,” his voice comes out low but assertive. “Those other girls mean nothing. They’re a distraction. A coping mechanism because I can’t have you. You’re theonlyone I want. You want me to stop seeing them? I will. I’ll doanythingto please you, Queen.”

His words send a rush of pleasure through my core, exiting my body with a moan.

Dan smirks at my reaction. “Use your imagination. That’s what I do. I think about you riding my dick and it gets me off every time.”

My hips buck at that visual, my clit desperately seeking out friction after hearing Dan’s confession. I continue rubbing, needing release from the throbbing ache deep within me.

He wants me. Only me.

He jerks off to the thought of only me.

He’ll stop sleeping with the other girls.

“Fuck. Look at you. Desperate little thing. That’s it, Ally,” Dan purrs. “Move your hand faster. Imagine my cock filling you up, stretching you out. Feel how good it is.”

I close my eyes, picturing Dan’s strong body pressing against mine, his cock sliding deep inside me. I can imagine his fingers gripping my hips, and his breath hot on my neck. My hand moves faster, my breathing becoming more jagged.

The fantasy sends shivers of arousal through me, building with intensity, and more sounds leave my lips that I never knew I was capable of. I lose myself to the moment, shedding all embarrassment and following what feels good. My hand moves even faster, my hips lifting off the bed in time with my fingers. My heart is hammering in my chest and sweat breaks out on my forehead.

“You’re getting close, aren’t you?” Dan asks, his voice husky. I open my eyes, finding just how pained and tormented he looks, and loving it. “Slow down, I’m not through with our lesson yet.”

I follow his guidance, feeling the pleasure of what must be an oncoming orgasm back off.

“Keep rubbing your clit. Take your other hand and slide your fingers inside your pussy.”

I gasp at his direction, never having done this to myself before, but I obey, being so needy, and slowly slide a finger intomy wet entrance. The feeling is foreign and intense, drawing another moan from me.

“I can only imagine how tight you are. Put another finger in,” he commands, his words firm.

It’s a tight fit, but I manage to slide another finger inside. Pleasure courses through me at the fullness, making my pussy clench around my fingers.

“Three,” he says, growing more insistent.

I push a third finger inside, feeling my resistance fading with each finger.

“Spread yourself open. Show me how wet you are,” he instructs.

I do as he says and gain so much satisfaction as Dan’s eyes widen at the sight, his breath catching in his throat.

“So fucking hot,” he murmurs, his hands fisted around the footrail. “Keep going, Ally. Fuck yourself with your hand. Show me how much you want this.”

I do as he says, my fingers moving in and out of my wetness while stroking my clit. My gaze remains on Dan, every now and then trailing down to his hard cock and wishing it would replace my hand.

“Now it’s time to make yourself feel truly good,” he says. “Go faster and squeeze your pussy tight around your fingers.”

I do, purposefully clenching my inner muscles, and an unexpected cry of pleasure leaves my lips.

Dan hushes me, fighting a grin as he glances at the door. “You don’t want our parents hearing what we’re doing in here, do you?”

“Ally?” My mom calls out, and I go instantly still with horror. She could walk in on us at any second. I didn’t lock the door. How could I be so stupid? “Are you okay?”

Dan’s eyes are back on me, his voice stern. “Don’t you dare stop fucking your fingers. Answer her.”

“I’m fine,” I call out, plunging my fingers into my pussy as I fight to keep my voice normal. My voice cracks at the very end but I don’t think Mom notices. She doesn’t say anything else, and I hear her footsteps disappear.

“Good girl,” Dan says. “Let’s practice squeezing again.”

My pussy clenches and releases, building the tension of what I know must be an orgasm.

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