OFF-LIMITS

AVERY

Oh shit.

I stared at Dan from the mirror, my eyes hooded, my chest rising and falling in heavy, ragged breaths.

Panicking, I pulled my fingers out of me, spinning around to catch his gaze.

Panicking, I pulled my fingers out of myself and spun around to face him.

A hot wave of embarrassment flushed down my cheeks at getting caught, but that tiny, wicked voice inside my head immediately spoke up.

It wondered if he liked what he saw.

When my eyes shifted down, my breath hitched.

I could see an erection poking from his pants, begging to be let out.

Does he really enjoy seeing me that much?

“Oh no. Don't stop on my account.” Dan drawled, his lust-filled eyes raking over my body and pinning me in place.

I watched him close the distance between us, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs it felt dramatic.

The bed dipped under his weight as he sat down behind me.

“Let me watch you.” He murmured, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine and straight to my pussy.

He wants to watch?

My mouth went completely dry. I swallowed hard and forced my gaze back to the mirror.

Dan knelt close behind me, his chest pressing against my back as his large hands reached around to cup my face.

His fingers pressed gently into my cheeks, tilting my head and forcing me to look at myself.

“Go on baby, be a good girl and touch yourself for daddy.”

That command was all it took to break my restraints.

My lips parted, and slowly, my fingers inched closer and closer to my pussy.

I looked at myself in the mirror- my flushed cheeks, my wet hair plastered to my skin.

The tension in the room was tight, my reflection showing me just how vulnerable I was sitting here.

Dan’s hand brushed over my breast, my nipples red and tight, begging to be touched.

And I could see just how wet I was. My pussy swollen and moist.

“Look how wet you are already. Such a needy girl.” Dan whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me tremble.

My thumb brushed against my clit and I trembled, spreading myself with my fingers.

“This is what you do to me,” I said through my breathlessness, my eyes locking with Dan’s in the reflection.

His eyes darkened immediately.

And I slipped a finger in.

“Mhhm.” I whimpered, spreading my legs wider as my fingers slipped in and out.

His gaze remained on me as I brought my other finger to my clit, pinching it while curling my fingers inside myself.

My body jerked, a loud gasp slipping from my mouth.

“Dan…” I moaned.

I wanted him to touch me. I wanted to feel his fingers on me as he fucked me hard.

But I also wanted to see how long it would take him, before he lost control.

I wanted to see how far this intensity would bend him, and whether he was just as undone by my presence as I was by his.

The room grew warmer as my moans filled my ears, my tempo increasing as I slipped in an extra finger.

My body trembled under Dan’s hold.

Part of me wanted to pull away, to regain control of this nasty situation.

But as I looked at his face in the mirror, his chest heavy and eyes so filled with lust and desire towards me.

My fingers curled inside me, breathing shaking as I sped up, my soft moans filling the room.

I let out a gasp when a jolt shot through me, Dan twisting my nipple between his fingers.

My fingers stopped moving as I arched my back, pressing myself harder into him.

“Oh Dan…” I started to whimper, and he stopped suddenly.

The sudden loss of touch made my body cry in protest.

“Did I ask you to stop touching yourself?@ he growled in my ear, his grip on my cheek tightening.

I shook my head as he pinched my nipple hard, pleasure shooting through me.

“Use your words when you answer me.” He ordered.

“No.” I forced out, bringing my finger once again to my clit and rubbing in circles.

My breath grew uneven as I rubbed faster, the room spinning before me.

I trembled with the sensation, squeezing my eyes shut as warmth spread through my body.

“Look at you..” he drawled, kneading my breast in his hand.

But it wasn’t enough.

I wanted-

I needed more.

“Dan. Please,” I begged, my eyes snapping open and once again meeting his gaze in the mirror.

“Pleasr ehat?” Dan asked, this time staring down at me.

What? What do I want?

“I want you to touch me. I want you to fuck me. Please please please.”

I turned around, breaking out skin contact and pressing my body against his.

My lips made contact with his neck as I sucked hard, my hands dragging over his body.

My pussy throbbed, desperately wanting to be filled.

“I’d do anything. You can use me. Please.”

At this point I had lost all sense of reasoning as my fingers fumbled with these buttons, my feeble attempt to take over his clothes pathetic.

Dan stared down at me as straddled his thigh, rocking my hips back and forth.

“Please…” I moaned, a wave of pleasure rocking through me as a tremor tore through my body.

I took his shirt into a fist as I rubbed nyself agaisnt his thigh, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach.

Oh fuck.

What was this feeling?

I couldn’t form a coherent thought as the pleasure rode through me in waves.

“Who asked you to do that?”

My body stopped on its own.

My heart hammered in my chest as I looked up at Dan, chest heaving.

“I’m sorry.” I apologized, heart racing.

I watched as he brought his finger up to my face, dragging it over my cheek and to my lips.

“Open up.” He commanded, pressing the thumb into my mouth.

My lips parted without a second thoight, taking his thumb in and sucking.

A soft sound slipped past my lips, watching as Dante’s arma darkened.

And then he slipped his thumb out.

His hand wrapped around my neck, slightly cutting off my airflow as he pushed me down onto the bed.

“It’s my turn now.”