Day 9 - Mutual Masturbation
Violet licked her lips, her hand trembling slightly as she brought it to her thigh, her eyes flicking up to meet his. "You want me to touch myself… while you watch?" she asked softly, her voice wavering just a little as the heat between them built.
Xaden's lips curved into a slow, wicked smile, his gaze darkening as he leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees as he watched her intently. "Yes," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I want to watch you touch yourself. I want to see how you make yourself feel good."
Violet's breath caught in her throat, her body already reacting to his words, the way his eyes roamed over her with a possessive hunger. The idea of doing this in front of him—of letting him watch her so intimately—made her skin flush with heat, her core already aching with the need for release.
"What about you?" she asked, her voice barely more than a breathless whisper as her hand slid up her thigh, teasing the hem of her underwear. "Are you going to touch yourself too?"
Xaden chuckled softly, the sound dark and full of promise. He shifted slightly, his hand moving to the waistband of his pants, his fingers tugging the fabric down just enough to free himself. "I'll touch myself when you start," he said, his gaze never leaving hers. "But I'm not going to come until you do. You set the pace tonight."
Violet's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in shallow bursts as she processed his words. She was in control tonight, at least partially, and the weight of that responsibility made her pulse race. She could feel the heat between them, the way the tension crackled in the air like a live wire, and she knew that whatever happened next, it was going to push them both to their limits.
Slowly, Violet leaned back on the bed, her legs spreading slightly as she let her fingers brush over the waistband of her underwear, teasing herself with the promise of what was to come. Her gaze flicked up to meet Xaden's again, and the dark hunger in his eyes sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.
"Like this?" she whispered, her fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her underwear, teasing the sensitive skin just above her clit. Her breath hitched, her body trembling slightly as she let her fingers explore, the familiar sensation sending sparks of pleasure through her core.
Xaden's eyes darkened further, his hand wrapping around his own cock as he watched her, his breath coming in slow, measured bursts as he stroked himself slowly. "Just like that," he murmured, his voice low and thick with desire. "I want to see you make yourself come. Show me how you touch yourself when I'm not there."
Violet let out a soft moan, her fingers slipping lower, brushing lightly over her clit as her body arched slightly off the bed. The sensation was overwhelming, intensified by the way Xaden was watching her—his gaze heavy with possessive hunger, his hand moving over his cock with slow, deliberate strokes.
She kept her movements slow at first, teasing herself, drawing out the pleasure as she let her fingers circle her clit, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. She could feel the heat building inside her, the tension coiling tighter with every touch, and the way Xaden was watching her only made it that much more intense.
Xaden's jaw clenched, his hand moving faster now as he watched her, his breath coming in heavier gasps as the pleasure built between them. "Fuck, Violet," he groaned, his voice rough with need as his eyes roamed over her body. "You look so fucking perfect."
Violet's breath hitched at his words, her body trembling as she pressed her fingers harder against her clit, the pressure sending jolts of pleasure through her. Her legs spread wider, her hips arching off the bed as she let herself get lost in the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she focused on the way her body was responding to her touch.
But she couldn't ignore the way Xaden's voice sent shivers down her spine, the way his breath quickened as he stroked himself faster, his eyes never leaving her. The sight of him, so powerful and controlled, coming undone as he watched her touch herself, was almost too much to bear.
"Don't stop," Xaden growled, his voice thick with need as his hand moved faster, his cock hard and slick with his own arousal. "I want to see you come, Violet. I want to hear you moan my name."
Violet let out a soft, breathless moan, her fingers moving faster over her clit as the pleasure built higher, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together. She could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside her, the heat spreading through her core like wildfire, and she knew she was close—so close.
Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Xaden's as her breath came in short, desperate bursts. "I… I'm so close," she whispered, her voice shaky with anticipation as her body arched off the bed, her fingers moving in frantic circles over her clit. "Xaden, I'm—"
"Come for me," Xaden growled, his hand moving faster over his cock as his breath came in ragged gasps. "I want to see you fall apart for me, Violet. Come for me."
That was all it took.
Violet's body tensed, her back arching off the bed as the orgasm tore through her, more intense than anything she had ever felt before. She cried out, her fingers still working over her clit as the pleasure consumed her, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her body. Her muscles tightened, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she rode the high of her release, her body trembling with the force of it.
Xaden let out a low, guttural groan as he watched her come, his hand moving faster over his cock as he chased his own release. "Fuck, Violet," he growled, his breath coming in heavy gasps as his hips bucked against his hand. "You look so fucking beautiful when you come."
Violet's body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. She looked up at Xaden through half-lidded eyes, her lips parted as she watched him, her body still buzzing with the intensity of her release. The heat of her own pleasure still pulsed through her, but now her attention was solely on him—on the way his hand moved faster over his cock, the muscles in his arms tensing with every stroke, his breath coming in ragged bursts.
Xaden's dark eyes were locked on her, the raw hunger in his gaze making her pulse quicken again. His hand gripped his cock tightly, his movements rough and deliberate, as though he was holding back just for the thrill of watching her come undone. There was something deeply satisfying about seeing him like this—usually so composed and in control, now teetering on the edge of release because of her.
"Violet," he growled, his voice thick with need as his eyes raked over her body. "You drive me fucking wild. Watching you fall apart like that… gods, it's almost too much."
Violet's lips curved into a small, breathless smile as she shifted slightly, her body still sensitive from her own climax, but her desire for him still burning hot. "Then don't hold back," she whispered, her voice soft but laced with challenge. "I want to see you come, Xaden. I want to watch you lose control."
Xaden let out a low, guttural moan, his hand moving faster as her words pushed him even closer to the edge. His gaze was dark and intense, his jaw clenched as he tried to hold himself back, but Violet could see the strain in his muscles, the way his entire body tensed with the effort of maintaining control.
She wasn't going to let him hold back any longer.
With slow, deliberate movements, Violet sat up, her legs still trembling slightly as she crawled closer to him, her eyes locked on his. Xaden's breath hitched as she reached out, her hand wrapping around his wrist, stilling his movements for just a moment.
"Let me," she whispered, her voice soft but full of intent as she gently pushed his hand away, replacing it with her own. "I want to make you come."
Xaden's eyes darkened at her words, a low growl rumbling from his chest as he leaned back against the headboard, giving her full control. His cock was hard and slick in her hand, pulsing with the intensity of his need, and Violet felt a surge of satisfaction as she stroked him, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate strokes at first, teasing him with just enough pressure to make him groan.
"Fuck, Violet," Xaden muttered, his voice strained as his hips bucked slightly against her hand. "You know exactly how to get me."
Violet smiled, her hand moving faster now, her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip of his cock as she watched him with rapt attention. His breath was coming in short, ragged bursts, his body trembling with the effort of holding himself together, but Violet wasn't going to let him last much longer.
"I want to see you fall apart," she whispered, her voice low and sultry as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his skin. "Come for me, Xaden. I want to watch you lose control."
Xaden's growl deepened, his body tensing as her words sent a fresh surge of heat through him. His hand gripped the edge of the bed, his knuckles white as he fought to hold on, but Violet could feel the way his cock throbbed in her hand, could see the strain in his muscles as he neared the edge.
"You're going to make me fucking lose it," Xaden muttered, his voice rough and breathless as his hips bucked against her hand, his body trembling with the intensity of his need.
"That's the idea," Violet teased, her hand moving faster, her strokes more deliberate as she focused on pushing him over the edge. She could see it in his eyes—the way his control was slipping, the way he was teetering on the brink of release. "Come for me, Xaden."
With a final, deep groan, Xaden's body tensed, his hips jerking as his release hit him with brutal force. His cock pulsed in her hand, thick spurts of hot release spilling over her fingers as his entire body trembled with the intensity of his orgasm. His breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, his muscles straining as he rode out the wave of pleasure, his head falling back against the headboard as he let go completely.
Violet watched him, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the sight of him—usually so controlled and powerful, now completely undone beneath her touch. There was something incredibly satisfying about it, knowing that she had been the one to push him over the edge, to make him lose control like this.
When his release finally slowed, Xaden's chest heaved with the effort of catching his breath, his body still trembling slightly as he came down from the high of his orgasm. Violet's hand stilled on him, her fingers gently stroking him as she leaned in, her lips brushing softly against his neck.
"You looked incredible," she whispered, her voice full of warmth and affection as she pressed a soft kiss to his skin. "I love seeing you like that."
Xaden let out a low, breathless chuckle, his hand reaching up to tangle in her hair as he pulled her closer, his breath still uneven. "You're going to be the death of me," he muttered, his voice rough but full of affection as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "But fuck, Violet… that was worth it."