Page 89 of Hayden's Stalker

My cock stiffens, and I know what I’m doing the second she’s gone, so I tease her, “Not a problem. Thanks for the orgasm.”

She blinks at me with wide eyes. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Go to bed, Tati. I’m about to masturbate, so you should probably leave unless you want a live sex show tonight.”

She inhales sharply, and her eyes dart involuntarily to my cock, now stiff in my sweatpants. I take in her stiff nipples as she blinks a few times, then spins on her heel and leaves the room quickly.

I reach into my sweatpants and imagine she didn’t. I envisage her walking back over to my bed.

“Do you know how hard it was for me to watch that movie with you next to me?” she asks.

She reaches into my sweatpants and wraps her hand around my cock, and I groan in satisfaction.

“No. Tell me.”

“So hard. All I wanted was for you to fuck me.” She kisses my neck as she strokes me faster. “I wanted this thick cock buried deep inside me. Feel how wet I am.”

I roll onto my side and reach under her nightgown to find a pair of drenched panties. “Mmm. I knew it.”

I’m so on edge and aroused that I almost come at the thought, but I slow my strokes and bring myself back from the edge, my breathing echoing loudly in my bedroom.

“Take your panties off and sit on my face,” I tell her.

“Yes, Sir,” she says dutifully, and my cock jerks in my hand as I imagine Tati being my sub.

“Suck my cock while I eat you,” I tell her as she positions herself over me.

I pull her down onto my face as she takes my cock in her mouth. I lose myself in the imagined shared pleasure until she explodes on my tongue. I can imagine licking her through her orgasm and making her come again before I blow my load in her hot, wet mouth.

Cum spurts from my cock onto my stomach, and I groan as my body shakes in ecstasy. I lay there panting for breath as I recover before cleaning up.

I want Tatiana Swanson more than anything else in the world.

13

The Alcohol

We arrivein our first big city, and our tour buses pull up to the hotel. I collect up my stuff as Tati and I quietly pass Jesse, who is attempting to sleep because he’s switching to the night shift from today.

We go through the usual check-in process and head up to the suite that Tati and I will share here. She does her usual sweep of the rooms, then follows me to my room, where she watches as I put my things away.

When she has me follow her to her room, I lie on her bed and watch her move around the room. She’s in her usual uniform, and I haven’t had the pleasure of seeing her in her nightwear since the first night of the tour.

“Hey, Tati. I’m in your bed,” I tease her.

She looks up from where she’s opening her suitcase and rolls her eyes at me. “Yes, you are.”

“Want an early night? You should come lie down with me,” I say suggestively, knowing she won’t.

“I’ll have to call Jesse and get him to come watch you, though, and you’ll have to get out of my bed, of course.”

“Fine. I’d rather have you around for dinner, anyway,” I tell her honestly and delight in the way her cheeks redden when I do.

Tatiana takes her toiletries into the bathroom before she comes back after less than a minute.

“Okay, so whatisthe plan for this evening, since I’m not going to be joining you in a bed any time soon?” She raises an eyebrow at me.

“You didn’t say ‘at all,’ I noticed,” I point out, amused that she’s not ruling it out.

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