Teasing Him

NEVAEH

"Do you have any plans for Christmas this year?" Castia hollered at me from outside the bathroom door. I turned off the shower to hear her properly.

After studying for a few hours, I decided to take a shower so that we can eat our dinner and get ready for bed.

Her dad wasn't back yet. At this rate, I doubt that he'd come back anytime soon. I hate that he was trying his best to avoid me but I wouldn't blame him either.

"Not really, you?"

"I'll be hanging out with Kelvin this year." She informed me. I could practically feel her smiling from outside this bathroom. She was too hooked on this guy.

I wish I could shame or complain about it but I'm kind of in the same situation so I understand her love for him.

"He's taking me to dinner at his parent's house and we'll be visiting a lot of places."

"Christmas is still three months away so what's the hurry?" I asked nonchalantly as I reached out to grab the soap on the dish.

"Well, it's because I'd like you to spend Christmas, here with me." She said, "And if everything goes well before then, I'd also like it if you'd invite the boy you like as well. It'll be fun."

"We can go out to places and hang out together."

"That is, if he would confess his feelings to me before then. I doubt that he would though." I muttered sadly and my words are followed by complete silence.

The next thing I knew, the curtain to the bathroom swings open with Castia staring at me.

"Why are you in here? Can't you see that I'm naked?" I questioned, hands flying to my chest to cover my breasts in reflex.

"Please, as if I haven't seen you naked plenty of times. Save the embarrassment for your future boyfriend." She teased, rolling her eyes at me with a soft sigh.

"Okay, but why did you just interrupt my shower?" I pressed my breasts tightly with my hands, shy to let go as I slowly averted my gaze.

"Don't say things like that." She warned me sternly, "You're a beautiful girl Nevaeh and any guy in his right mind would want you. If I were a guy, I would want you too so stop trying to downgrade yourself. I hate it when you talk like that."

I smiled at her words. I knew that I was pretty. Maybe a little awkward but pretty and it's nice to hear someone say it. It almost makes me feel sorry for her that I'm using our friendship to get closer to her dad.

But until I get what I want, until I have my taste to my fill, I won't be backing out anytime soon.

"Okay, I won't say that. Now go, please." I gestured towards the door and she walked away after shutting the curtains.

"And get your sorry ass out of there quickly so I can use the bathroom too." She hollered after me but I only laughed.

I continued my shower after she left, thinking, dreaming about what I would do should in case I see her father again. Just thinking about him in all the sinful ways I could imagine makes me feel hot.

It awakens a kind of emotions that fueled desire inside me. It's almost looking like an addiction. A drug that fires synapses all over my veins, shooting up my blood streams.

Just when I thought that I could handle these feelings, it's slowly becoming worse. Biting down on my lips, I stifled back a moan as I ran my fingers over the tips of my nipple.

I threw my head backwards, water pouring on my face and cascading down my body.

I gently placed a finger on my clit when the image of him bending me over on the kitchen counter popped into my head. It felt so real, so enthralling.

His lips on mine, his hands roaming over my body, his mouth peppering soft kisses on my shoulders and my neck.

"Mr. Martinez," I gasped inaudibly, squeezing my boobs a little too tightly as i called out his name.

Oh, the things that I want him to do with me.

Rubbing my fingers on my clit in a circular motion, I shut my eyes, breathing heavily as I felt my body slowly tethering to the edge and—

"Nevaeh?" Castia called from outside the bathroom and I jerked out of my sex induced foreplay. My urges sinking down as fast as they awoke.

"Aren't you finished yet?" She asked and I quickly stood under the shower for a few seconds before grabbing the towel on the rack neck to me.

"I'm almost done. Give me a minute," I wrapped the towel over my naked body, pushing my wet hair that clung to my face like a second skin to the side before stepping out of the bathroom.

"Were you giving birth inside there?" She clicked at tongue at me. "You never stay too long in the bathroom. You're lucky that I didn't come inside or I would've dragged you out myself."

"I'd love to see you try." I sneered at her before stepping fully into her bedroom to change into my night dress.

"Can you please grab some spoons from the kitchen?" Castia requested from inside the bathroom. "My nanny forgot to send it along with our dinner before she left."

"Sure." I answered back before making my way outside the bedroom. Shutting the door behind me, I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen area.

We were the only ones at home so I didn't see the need to change out of my towel. Besides, it's not like her father was also around at the moment.

I'll just grab the spoon and head upstairs quickly.

I arrived at the kitchen and picked up two spoons from the dish rack when I heard footsteps approaching.

"I've told you before Castia," The voice started. "Dress appropriately when you're at home." He lectured, opening the fridge to grab something before shutting it.

It was her father. My heart skipped a beat. We have got to stop meeting like this? In this manner.

I heard him grab a glass and placed it on the counter, followed by liquid being poured into the glass. I swallowed. Just how do I get out of this situation or face him right now?

I feel so shy even after I had practically given myself to him earlier at his office.

"Imagine if I had walked into the kitchen with a stranger. What would you have done?" He asked but only silence met his question.

Sucking in a deep breath, I slowly turned to face him and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"N-Nevaeh," He stuttered my name. He was flustered. I noticed his eyes size me up from my exposed legs to my chest, where it lingered for a bit before meeting my eyes.

"It's you." He added and I pushed a strand of my wet hair behind my ears.

He was clad in a tightly fitted tank top, his hard muscles on full display. His chest rising and falling rapidly.

He was sweaty so my guess is that he just got back from the gym or a night run.

"I'm sorry Mr. Martinez," I apologized in a sweet voice. "I just came down to grab something quickly. I didn't think you'd be home by this time so I wasn't thinking."

"It's fine." He waved me off, trying his very best to ignore my presence.

"I'll just get going," I informed him and made to leave but intentionally brushed past him, letting my towel fall lose to the ground, my naked body in full display in front of him.

"Ouch!" I whispered softly. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."

I bent down to pick up my towel, making sure to take my time so that his eyes ravenously took in every inch of my body.

I caught him staring and immediately stood up but he looked away almost immediately when he realized that i had caught him staring at me for too long.

It felt nice to know that he does feel attracted to me as well. Knowing that, gave me a certain type of thrill and satisfaction.

"Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Martinez." I apologized. "I'll take my

leave now."

Grabbing another set of spoons, I sashayed my way out of there, knowing that I've got him hooked.