It is after midnight but I also can't get myself to sleep. I blame it on too much coffee consumption lately. Work had been keeping me up late lately and coffee has been my saviour.
Tired of tossing, I put away the covers and exasperate with frustration. I flick on the lights and stare at the walls blankly. What the hell is really wrong with me? I reach for the bedside drawer retrieving a box. No Nellie.
I know but I can't help it. It is the only way I can think of to relieve whatever tension and the lack of sleep. I don't know if I should thank or reprimand Debbie for practically convincing me to buy a vibrator.
A freaking vibrator. My face was tomato red when the woman at the register blankly stared at me. A woman has needs too you know. Debbie had said as she coerced me in buying my self the soft silky thing in ny hand right now.
Shutting out all the thoughts in my head, I test the button and almost jump when the thing switches on with a vibration. Holy shit! I stare blankly at the walls in my room hoping no one heard a sound. We are only two people inside the house and Devan's room is at the far end. He is deep asleep by now and I doubt he even heard a thing.
Laying back on the pillows, I open my legs hastily. It is not something I am accustomed to. It is usually my fingers so the experience is entirely new to me.
I move my other hand down my inner thigh to lift the flimsy thing of the night from the way. I also slowly take off my panties throwing them somewhere on the floor. Gliding my fingers further up my thighs, I tease my sensitive slit feeling the subtle wetness there. I can't believe I am already aroused with the thought of getting my self off.
I continue my teasing rubbing the sensitive numb letting out a small whimper. I am already getting wetter by the teasing of my hands. I reach for the vibrator, set it on the pace I like before I drag it between my thighs shivering at the contact.
When it nears my ready entrance, I can't help but hold on to the sheets before I drag it completely to my clit. Freaking hell. This is what I really needed as I feel my self let go with each vibration and moan.
My hand holding the sheet moves to my neck down to my wanton breaks before I pinch a nipple. I let out a guttural groan. It feels so good. I increase the pressure of the vibrator and continue working my nipples in the process feeling my self getting closer.
The closer I get, the louder the moans. In this moment I don't care about anything apart from my release. While I tease my clit again with the vibrator, I envision a naked Devan. For a moment the vibrator feels like his dick. I haven't seen it but I hell know it is huge and long. That intensifies my moans.
I drive my self higher and crazier by each passing second. I feel the release building through my body and it is going to take only a few seconds before I let go. I can feel it build it up inside me and it is going to be one more vibration before I let go.
"Devan fuck.."
I squeal as I come hard lifting from the pillows a little. Once I catch my breath, I lift my gaze up only for my face to turn into ash.
Fucking shit!
Inside my room stands a dazed Devan staring right inside my parted thighs. Someone come shoot me now.
"Fuck!"
I scream when brain coordinates with my mouth. I quickly put my legs together scurrying for the covers much to my dismay. I turn off the vibrator not so much discreetly hiding it under the covers. He has seen everything. How long has he been standing there? The questions in my head make my head ache in a second.
"Freaking hell Devan. What the fuck are you doing in my room?" I glare.
"I knocked." he defends.
"That doesn't explain anything." I glare harder. I really think we should talk about this thing of knocking.
Devan narrows his eyes at me.
"That is true. It doesn't explain what the hell you are doing fucking a freaking vibrator." he scowls. My heart stops. He saw everything. I want to cry from embarrassment and puke at the same time.
"I thought so too." he adds.
"Your role is done here as my supervisor, can you please leave?" I ask when I gain my courage. He stares thoughtfully before he declares.
"No."
I frown. "What did you say?"
"No. What if I don't want to?" he stares.
"You are not being serious." I argue.
"Actually I am." he affirms sauntering from his position towards my bed.
"I will tell Rachel." I threaten.
"Oh. I would love to hear you tell her how that happened." he smirks advancing towards me. I pull the covers tighters on me.
"You can call her right now using my phone. She would love to hear how her bestfriend gets off each night." he walks closer climbing the bed. I don't know what to do right now. This new behavior of his is making me nervous.
This time he is straddling me on the bed.
"I don't think you would do that Nellie." he whispers in my ear. I look so vulnerable and helpless right now when his smirk meets my death glare. I really hate him right now but my body, it says otherwise. In fact my nipples are already erect from his whisper.
"Get off me." I grit my teeth angrily.
"And what if I dont?" The challenging look in his eyes makes me weaker.
"In fact if we rewind, it is my name you squealed when you came so hard."
What a crass tongue! His words make my face blush a little. This is so embarrassing. Devan will never let me down on this ever. Before I retaliate, he kisses my neck and I lose it. He kisses the most sensitive are between my shoulder blades and my neck.
As his lips place open mouthed kisses on my neck, his one hand moves down to pull the covers away from my body. Why am I not stopping him? This is not a dream. It is actually happening and I am letting it.
"Dev..."
"Shush. This is what you want. Me touching you." Devan brushes his hands against the skin of my stomach. A shiver runs down my spine.
"You don't know how much I have wanted this, dreamt it, craved it." he whispers huskily again making goose bumps rise on my skin.
Those words are enough to send my body into a wanton mode. What is happening right now is what I have craved since I entered this house and saw this man on top of the stairs.
Devan kisses down my neck to my cleavage and I am breathing hard. My heart is beating hard against my rib cage. When he slides off the straps of the night dress from shoulders to reveal my ready breasts, I gasp. His stare at them is priceless. It is a stare of both lust and admiral.
Before I let in a word, he drops her head to take a nipple in his mouth. I moan hard from the sensation.
"Like that. This time it won't be the vibrator making you moan, it will be my mouth."
The promise awakens the carnal need inside my body. Despite my embarrassment, another suck of my nipple throws my mind in a frenzy. His mouth is going to be the death of me. Giving the right breast attention too while kneading the former, I am already a writhing mess beneath him.
"You have thought or dreamt about this for how long Nellie?" he asks when he leaves a kiss under my breast.
"How long have you thought about me fucking you Nellie?" he asks again.
His kisses on my stomach and his hand rubbing up an down my thigh is so distracting. I can't even concentrate on his question.
"Answer me Nellie." he runs his finger up and down my slit.
"Devan." I moan loudly.
"I am waiting." he teases again.
"Since I first saw you." I reply through a breathy moan. Devan smirks against my lower stomach satisfied with my answer.
This is so wrong. The cogs in my brain are turning but the feeling inside my body is over powering it. I let him take off my night dress slowly but surely not even resisting. This here is my breaking point. I would be fucking mad if I said I didn't want it.
He scrutinizes my naked body in awe something that makes me self conscious. He parts my legs slowly making sure not to break eye contact. This here is sealing my fate.
When he settles between legs, I feel the ache between my thighs increase. I am aware of how ready and wet I am. I feel desperate so desperate for a release but for him too.
"This is the time you tell me to stop." he looks from my glistening folds to my face. Say no. The inner voice shouts in my head. He is already here, he might as well finish his job. I fight for the words to come out of my mouth but find none. My brain is frozen for the moment and the only thing that feels right is this thing happening now.
"I hope you don't regret this tomorrow. "
Those are his words before he makes the first lick at my juices.