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He lost his balance seconds later, and we fell. He was half on top of me in the middle of the bed. We were both panting and shaking, and if I had the strength left, I probably would’ve laughed at how much that scene took us both out.

But I didn’t even have the energy to laugh. I could do nothing but lay there in a puddle of my own cum. Eventually, Rey’s soft cock slid out of me, and I was vaguely aware of him discarding the condom. Maybe he wiped us down some, but I couldn’t even be sure. My eyelids were so heavy it was impossible to keep them open. I should probably shower again, but moving was way too overrated.

The bed dipped, as big strong arms wrapped around me to pull me out of the wet spot. Lips touched my neck. “Sleep, princess. We’ll figure this out in the morning.”

“M’kay.” That was all I managed before I completely lost consciousness. Tomorrow would come with a shit ton of concerns and consequences, but like Rey said, that was tomorrow’s problem.

Chapter 8

Wild

I locked the door to my room and climbed onto my bed, my toys of choice already laid out. I knew exactly where to position myself so that the camera got a perfect view. I was wearing nothing but pale pink lace boy shorts. I knelt up and palmed the bulge in the underwear, rocking my hips lightly.

I knew Rey was watching. He was always watching. I trailed my hand down my torso before my fingers dipped into the band of the underwear.

I could imagine Rey grunting under his breath while he freed his erection from his pants. Where was he watching it from? The spare bedroom in his new apartment or on his phone? Maybe he was still at work and locked the door to his office so no one would see what he was watching?

A shiver ran through me at that idea. I loved keeping him on his toes, knowing I was driving him to the brink.

With my tongue peeking out between my teeth I slowly pulled my dick out of the boy shorts. I swiveled my hips in a small circle as I gave my length a lazy stroke. Fuck, I was already so hard.

It had been a little over three weeks since that night that changed my life. The next morning when I woke up, I panicked. Guilt outweighed all the joy and lust and all I could think of was my poor mom. She had always been there for me, and I fucking betrayed her. Rey talked me down some, but still, as much as I wanted more with him, I asked for some space.

I just needed to think, needed to breathe without Rey’s intense gaze piercing me. He agreed, and after we showered and ate breakfast, Rey dropped me off at my dorm room. It had been a little awkward, but he gave me the sweetest kiss goodbye and told me he’d be waiting.

The first thing I did when I got to my room, which thankfully I didn’t share, was find the cameras he planted in there. It was easy now that I knew to look for them.

I planned on taking them down, but when I grabbed my desk chair and started to dismantle it, I just couldn’t. In some way I couldn’t even begin to explain, it was my connection to Rey, and I didn’t want to sever it.

I didn’t plan to tease him this way the first time. But I found myself lying in my bed touching myself and watching the camera. I had never come so hard by my own hand before. Rey didn’t call or text me. He didn’t let me know he had seen what I done, but I knew. I knew he wouldn’t have been able to resist checking the tapes to see if they were still active. Even if he hadn’t seen it live, he saw what I did, and it turned me on.

I managed to resist two whole days before I did it again. The third time, I pulled one of my dildos out of my drawer and fucked myself with it, my ass pointed directly at the camera, knowing it was likely driving Rey crazy. It became my routine after that. Every evening after my last class, I came back to myroom, showered, and then played with myself in perfect view of the camera.

In my real life I hadn’t heard from Rey at all. Mom had called me the day after everything went down. She let me know that Rey asked for a divorce. She was upset, but not as upset as I thought she would be. More shocked than anything. She proceeded to tell me he left her the house and promised to give her a generous alimony, as well continue to pay for my college. I didn’t know how to feel about all of it. I was relieved mom wasn’t heart broken and that Rey wasn’t lying when he explained everything to me. But it didn’t ease the guilt or the feeling that what we did was wrong.

But as the weeks dragged on, and Rey continued to stay conspicuously out of my life, I started to feel an emptiness, a loneliness I never experienced before. I tried to blame Rey for it. I couldn’t even hook up anymore. I tried, but all I could picture was my stepfather’s big body covering mine, his thick dick filling me up, and I would back out.

Now all I had was my hot pink dildo, and a fucking camera in the corner of the room.

I was tired of this though. I thought it would be better if Rey and I kept our distance, but it wasn’t. I might’ve been wrong, and I couldn’t imagine what it would do tomy relationship with my mother, but I didn’t want to turn away from what Rey and I might have. I wanted him. I couldn’t ignore that anymore. He told me I was his and that he wasn’t letting me go. Well, now it was time for him to put his money where his mouth was.

I turned my body so my ass was facing the camera, then I very slowly pulled down my boy shorts so they were around my thighs. With my upper body pressed into the mattress, and myknees spread, the camera and therefore, hopefully, Rey had the perfect view of my hole. But it wasn’t enough so I slid my hands behind me and spread my cheeks putting everything on display.

I moaned and rocked my hips back.

“Mmmm, I’m so fucking empty. I need to be filled, please.” I whined, sounding desperate and needy, and hopefully driving Rey insane.

I let go of my right cheek only so I could grab the lube. Once my fingers were greased, I immediately pushed two of them into my gaping and pulsing hole. I had stretched in the shower so this was purely for show.

“Ugh feels so good,” I murmured, fucking myself in a stead rhythm, “but it’s not enough. I need more.”

I pulled my fingers out and reached for the dildo. I sat up on my knees and twisted so I was facing the camera. Batting my eyelashes, I very, very slowly licked up the side of the hot pink toy, careful to make sure the camera could see everything, before wrapping my lips around the tip.

I put on a show, tilting my head back, and taking as much as the dildo as I could in one thrust. I did this a few times before pulling it out gasping, “It’s not the same, Rey. It will never be the same.”

I braced the dildo behind me and knelt over it, before slowly starting to sink down on it. “It’s not enough, but I guess it will have to do. It’s all I have now. You ruined me for all real dicks, Rey. It’s yours or nothing now.”

I moaned, loud, and a little more than necessary as the toy was fully seated inside me. Holding the base I rode it a few times,in a measured movement that was bringing tears to my eyes. I could only hope I was teasing Rey as much as I was myself, because I didn’t know how much more I could take.

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