Page 13 of Watching Him

“Need to be fucked by a real cock, baby. But only one will do. Only one man. Rey, it’s only you.” I fell back down into my previous position, with my upper body in the mattress and my ass in the air. One hand wrapped around my dick while I used the other to move the dildo in and out of me. What I said was true. It wasn’t enough. I could only hope Rey took the bait and came to claim what I was freely offering him.

Chapter 9

Rey

He knew what he was doing, that little fucking brat. I tugged on my dick, gritting my teeth and using all my willpower not to spill my load all over the seat of my car. He’d been teasing me for weeks. Taunting me through that fucking camera I had planted in his dorm room. Putting on a show he knew I’d never be able to resist.

The first time I watched I felt guilty about it. I promised him distance and immediately went back to my old bullshit. But by the third time it was obvious Wild was doing it on purpose. Still I stayed away. I was still finalizing the divorce with his mom, and things were busy as I settled into my new place. Besides I wanted Wild to make the first move, and since he hadn’t contacted me directly, if these shows didn’t count, I figured he wasn’t ready.

Today though, that all changed. I was pulled over in a convenience store parking lot. I was supposed to be heading to dinner and some drinks with a few of my buddies when I got the alert that Wild was playing again. I immediately stopped driving, so I didn’t get into an accident. I was already ten minutes late to dinner, since I was focused on Wild’sperformance. As bad as I felt, I wouldn’t be making it to see my friends. Wild laid down the gauntlet, and I’d be fucking damned if I leftthatunanswered. It was time to claim my boy.

I shot a quick text to my friends apologizing for missing dinner and claiming a family emergency. Then another one to Wild. All this one said wascoming. I wasn’t sure if he’d see it or not, but I hoped he did. I put the car in drive and turned the opposite way, headed toward Wild’s college. I was half an hour away, but the boy better wait for me, or he would be in for a long night.

It was fucking hard clicking out of the security app that I watched the cameras through, but I had to concentrate on driving, and I wouldn’t be able to do that if kept watching Wild. I had one goal, and that was to get to him ASAP.

My phone buzzed, but I didn’t dare look. It was probably my friend, but if it was Wild…yeah that needed to wait till I was safely parked again.

The drive should have taken me thirty-five minutes, but I made it in twenty-five, and before I knew it I was parked in the guest lot behind Wild’s dorm room. I could see his window from here, but I couldn’t see him. What was he doing? Was he still teasing the camera? Had he stopped? There was no way I’d be able to see him, unless he was in the window, but still I stared at that tiny spot on the fifth floor right on the corner, imagining exactly what Wild was doing, getting harder and harder by the moment.

I grabbed my phone, remembering last minute that I had gotten a text message. Three actually. One was from my friend wishing me luck with my emergency and asking to reschedule again soon. I ignored that one for now. I’d answer him later.

I didn’t have the capacity to answer now, not with the two messages from Wild. The first one was a photo. It was a torso shot of Wild lying on his back on his bed, those fucking lace boy shorts were pulled down and his hand cupped his balls. His dick was hard and dripping, and holy fuck, was he wearing a cock ring? Yeah, he was. I shifted and adjusted my own pants. He wasn’t wearing it earlier during the video, which meant one thing; my princess was waiting for me. The picture was chest down, but across the top he had written the words,

Hurry, Daddy.

Fuck me.

The next one was a video. It was short, and of the same angle the photo had been. Wild was still playing with his balls, squeezing them and fondling them as he rocked his hips up and down. While that was almost enough to make me shoot my load, it was his words that nearly took me over the edge. “Fuck, Rey. Hurry, please. I need you so badly. Come on Daddy, your princess is trying to wait for you, but it’s so hard. Ungh, need you, Daddy.”

The video stopped, and I found myself hitting play. Then again. And again.

After four times, I seemed to finally remember that I had the real thing waiting for me just in that building. What was I doing watching a video when he was freely offering me himself basically on a silver platter.

I got enough of my senses together to leave my car and head to the dorm. I had gotten my hands on a key card, don’t ask, so I was able to enter easily. There was no one monitoring the security booth yet, not till 9pm, so I walked uninterrupted to the staircase and made the long and slow way up to Wild’s room.Every step was torture and not just because of the wait. My dick was so hard it was painful, and climbing the steps wasn’t easy. I somehow managed though, and next thing I knew I was standing in front of Wild’s door.

I took a deep breath and tried the handle. It was still locked, but both Wild and I knew that wouldn’t be a deterrent for me, and I scanned the access card, smiling as the lock clicked open.

I heard Wild’s breath catch before I saw him. I only opened the door enough for me to slide in. His room wasn’t that big, and I didn’t want anyone walking down the hallway to see what he had on display. That was only for me. For real this time, because I’d be fucking damned if I let him go a second time.

I made sure the door was closed and locked before I allowed myself to look at Wild. I knew if I looked before that, I’d lose the ability to think and who knew if I’d be able to complete even that basic task.

Once it was done, I took a deep breath and turned toward the man who had been consuming all my thoughts–and sanity–for over a year now.

Wild was still on the bed. He had turned so he was presented his perfect little ass directly to the door. Knees bent underneath him, and a hot pink dildo pushed nearly all the way into his hole.

“Fucking hell, Wild.” I whispered, totally overcome. He was fucking beautiful, and now he was all mine.

I stalked toward him, already unbuttoning my pants. I couldn’t wait another second. “You’ve been teasing me, princess. You tell me you need space to think, but then you put this show on every day. You’re driving me crazy, Wild.”

“Mmmm.” He moaned and turned his head to look at me. His lips looked puffy, like he’d been biting them, which fucking hit me. I was the only person to make his lips swollen like that. Only me.

I kicked my shoes off, followed by my pants and underwear in record speed, and left them all on a pile in the middle of the floor. My shirt came next, and then I was naked and kneeling on the bed next to Wild, absolutely fixated on my little vixen as he all but humped the bed and watched me, waiting for my next move.

I smoothed my hand across his bare back, tracing his spine along his perfect skin. “Fuck, princess. You’ve been a naughty boy these last few weeks. What were you thinking, taunting me like that?”

My fingers trailed down and over the curve of his ass. Wild hissed in a breath as my hand landed on the base of the dildo. I didn’t move it, yet, but just knowing I was back in control had Wild reacting.

When he didn’t answer my question, I twisted the toy, making Wild curse. “Answer my question, boy.”

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