and fast feeling the pre cum as I pumped harder. Jesus I wanted her pussy, I bet she was tight, like a fucking wet fist. Thoughts like that were dangerous when I wanted to come this bad.
If that damn fax had come through five minutes later that night, I would have been inside of her and too far gone to stop for a fax. Thoughts like that are dangerous, but so was that fucking fax. Now courtesy of her father’s fucked up hit on her head I would never know what it felt like to hold my cock inside of her, feel her come around me.
She started a fast tap and flick motion on her clit and in her mind she fantasized that it was my tongue assaulting her. The idea sent her over the edge and she dunked under the water to stop from crying out. But I could hear it, she was crying out my name silently.
I came and came hard, hot jets shooting across my stomach and my hand as I finished myself. I bit a pillow to keep quiet but I could hear the water in the tub splashing as the waves of her orgasm’s cascaded through her body making her tremble along with the water.
I felt like a voyeur, she knew I could pick up on her thoughts but she didn’t know it was a five mile radius. Jesus I’m a dirty bastard. Myself loathing came to an abrupt halt when more of her thoughts flooded in. 'Now you know what it's like to have someone invade your privacy Cash. I know you were with me there. Hope you enjoyed it, because it’s the last you get from me.'
Like that it was like she slammed a door in my face. I couldn’t pick up on anything from her. It was over, the infatuation was done and it was about time. The blood I had given her after the attack had worked fast. I hope like hell she was closed to Preacher or his ears were really burning.
I was a man who liked a good challenge and I knew when I was beat. I stood and walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked. Not waiting for an answer I spoke through the door jam. "Princess, that was beautiful but next time say my name out loud. You'll come twice."
And left the room.
*
London
That bastard . That was all I had really. Sure I knew he could hear my thoughts and I knew it was dangerous doing what I did, yet part of me wished like hell that it had been real and I knew that...well yeah...next time I would say his name.
Finally dressed I smiled hoping I looked ok considering there wasn’t a mirror for miles except the one in my makeup compact. I grew happier for that ill fated shopping trip. If anything good came from this mess it was the new wardrobe and makeup. I walked to my room and took my Minollo Stiletto’s and sat at the edge of the bed. I buckled each strap and stood wishing for a mirror. Settling on the fact that the myth of reflection must be right I gave up and clasped my Diamonds by the yard necklace and left the room.
In the kitchen Preacher and Cacius sat at the table waiting for me. Both of them had mugs in front of them, and both had fangs on display. I had to stifle my laugh, Preacher in all of his beauty placed his 'Denny's' mug to his lips, Cacius’s mug read 'I'm with stupid' and an arrow pointing at Preacher. The two of them were like Harold and Maud. "Nothing like a hot cup of O Neg to start your night."
Preacher laughed and sipped from his....beverage but Cacius just looked at me a knowing look but said nothing. "So got anything for the humans here?"
Preacher smiled and stood, "I see ya finally free of infatuation? I’m happy for ya Cookie." I liked Preacher more and more.
"It usually takes Humans longer to get out of it." Cacius