EroticReverie

Vaughn Valebrook

It's late, and I know Celia said her aunt and uncle would be home sometime after eleven and it's ten fifty five as I pull my arm carefully from under her head. 

She grumbles and her hand that was laying on my chest slides over over me and she pulls herself right back against me. 

I smile down her head back in it's designated spot near my chest and resting on my shoulder. 

"dont go"she murmurs. "stay with me" 

A satiated Celia, is the sweetest fucking thing. She cuddled right up to me after I fucked her half a dozen times in her bedroom after we ate dinner downstairs together. 

"It's late, your aunt and uncle will be home soon" I say as I grab her head gently and kiss it. 

I could wait for her figure out her feelings for me, if it meant I still got this. I've never liked needy girls, that required lots of attention. It's why I dated Taylor for so long. Because she didnt really need ME, she just like being my girlfriend. The girlfriend of Vaughn Valebrook. She liked the status of being with me. But Celia? I WANT her to be needy with me. I want her to want my fucking attention all the time, because I cant take my fucking attention off of her. 

"they wont care" she hums and then drapes her leg over me. 

"im pretty sure they will" I say , because while I didnt know her aunt and uncle at all, I was pretty sure Celia's guardians werent like most. You could just tell these things, by how people acted. 

"i dont care" she sighs. "stay with me, i need you" 

And there it is, the magic fucking word. Need. 

"A few more minutes" I whisper, even though I have no reason to be quiet, other than the fact she's sleepy and she hums as I relax back onto the bed. 

"stay the night with me" she says. 

"my car is out front Celia, they'll know i'm here." I say and she grumbles. 

"so what, stay with me..dont make me beg" she sighs. "im too tired to beg" 

I smile to myself. 

"Another night." I say. 

"tonight" she says and then rubs her cheek against my chest. 

"You're awfully sweet right now, is this your method of getting me to give you what you want?" I ask. 

"if it's working, then does it matter?" she asks and then shifts up and kisses on my neck. 

"stay here, i dont want you to let me go" she says and I swallow and know shes fucking manipulating me with her fucking sweet little kisses and using her power over me to get what she wants. 

"I have to go move my car then." I say. 

"but you'll come back?" she asks and kisses below my ear. 

"if you come back i'll let you do whatever you want to me tonight" she says.

"Sweetheart, you dont have to bribe me, the kisses and your sleepy little voice are enough to do me in." I say and she hums. 

"you better come back or i'm going to be mad" she says and I laugh softly. 

"we wouldnt want that" I say and then shift and go to get up but she pulls me by my neck and brings my mouth to hers. 

"i mean it, anything you want" she says and her eyes look into mine. "anything Vaughn." she says it like shes trying to hint at something and I lick my lips. 

"anything huh?" i ask and she nods. 

"we'll see about that when I get back." I say and she smiles and I kiss her lips and then get out of her bed. Pulling on my jeans and slipping on my shoes and then going downstairs and grabbing my keys. 

I move my car out of the driveway and onto the street. I'll get a parking ticket in this nieghborhood for parking overnight on the street. But fuck it. I park between the house next door and Celias, so her neighbors will assume im Celias guest, and Celias aunt and uncle will assume im the neighbors guest. 

I walk to the driveway and up it, into the house and go backupstairs, ready to pull her back into my arms and fall asleep with her. But as I open I get to her room, it's clear Celia is wide awake and has different plans.

Her naked body, is no longer laying under the covers. Instead it's deocrated in a matching bra and panty set. White lace. I walk in slowly, eyes on her as she sits on the floor on her knees, and lowers her ass to the heels of her feet. 

She places her hands on her thighs , her messy sex hair pulled back in a sloppy high ponytail. She looks fucking beautiful. 

"You came back." she says and I cock throbs as I shut the door behind me. 

"Lock it." she says softly. I nod, already turning to the lock and walking over to her.

"You came back" she repeats. 

"Of course I did. I said I would." I say and lift my hand to her perfect face and she tilts her head to the side, letting her cheek fall into my palm and closes her eyes.

Then her eyes open as she nudges her cheek against my palm. I love watching her, everything she does makes me fucking crazy, even rubbing her fucking cheek into my hand while looking up at me. 

"do what you want with me sir" she says softly. 

"stand up" I say as I try to not fucking drop to MY fucking knees for her. She was absolutely fucking killing me tonight. Between pissing me off and making me want her out of my sight, to being all sweet and fucking submissive all night long as if it was her apology to me for saying that shit about my father. Well, it was fucking working. Celia Caruso was a fucking master at giving fucking apologies that were covered in white lace, with her on her knees. 

She pushes off her knees and stands. Her pony tail is killing me, she looks fucking sexy with her hair a mess , little bumps along the slicked back part, wild and messy along the length of the ponytail. I reach behind her as I step forward, I grab the end of her long ponytail and pull it back, her mouth falling open. I only yank it slightly, but it has the desired effect. She's looking up at me, I tilt my head forward, as I pull hers back further and she moans the more i crane her neck back. 

"Take my pants off Celia." I whisper.

"yes sir" she says and goes to lift her head, but i keep it pulled back. 

"eyes on me. take them off." I say and she exhales and her hands go to my pants and she undoes the button, and I keep looking in her eyes as her fingers slip against my skin as she moves her hands and whimpers with frustration when she cant seem to get the button. 

"calm down. and take them off of me." I say. She was too wound up, her fingers wouldnt let her work my button undone. 

She whimpers. 

"there's no rush. go slow Celia." I say and she nods, moaning when my hold on her ponytail keeps her from being able to nod fully. 

"im already so wet" she exhales. 

"I dont care about how wet you are. Take my fucking pants off sweetheart." 

She whimpers and her fingers move again, she follows my orders. Going slow, the button pops right out. 

"Good, nice and slow on the zipper take your time sweetheart, we've got all night dont we?" I ask her and she nods again, whimpering again at the pull on her hair. 

"good girl" I whisper as she slowly drags my zipper down. I shift my shoes off with my toes and then she puts her hands on my hips. Her eyes still on mine and I smile as she pushes them down slowly.

"very good, such a good listener Celia" I tell her and my hand leaves her ponytail. She keeps her eyes on me as she moves my jeans down slowly as she lowers herself. 

"do you want me on my knees sir?" she asks. 

The fucking sir shit was killing me everytime. 

"did I tell you to get on your knees?" I ask her. 

She shakes her head. "No sir." 

"then get back up here" I say after I step out of my jeans and her hands help them off my feet, all the while her eyes never leaving mine. 

"turn around Celia." I say my command and she spinds right around. I grab her and waist and turn her right back around. 

"Do it again. Slowly. Everything. I tell you to do. You do it slowly. Do you understand?" I ask. 

she nods. "yes sir" she answers.

"Good. Now turn around for me." I command her again and she keeps her eyes on mine as she slowly starts to turn, its adorable just how fucking slow she does it, as if shes afraid to displease me by going not slow enough. 

"Is that good sir?" she asks. Its not sarcastic, its not smart or sassy. It's fucking Celia, asking for my praise. 

"Yes Celia. very good. Now turn your head and face the bed." I say and she nods once and looks at me for as long as she can as she turns her head slowly, faster than her body, she stands facing the bed and I step closer.

"Lift your arms above your head." I say softly. 

Her arms raise and her fingers points to the ceiling and I place my hands on her waist. 

"Keep them there." I whisper. She nods.

"yes sir" she answers. 

The second my hands starts to move, I can hear her little gasp , can feel her body shiver as I lift my hands from her waist but leave my fingertips against the front of her stomach and glide them up the sides slowly, feather light touches. I watch the goosebumps rise everywhere on her skin. 

"vaughn" she whispers.

"Shhh" I whisper back. 

"anything I want, remember?" I remind her of her bribe to get me to stay. 

she nods with a little whimper. 

I glide my fingers up and up, let them graze over the lace of her bra, the points of her nipples under the the fabric and then slide my hands around her arms near her armpits and glide them up slowly. Over the back of her arms, over her eblows, the goosebumps covering her skin as she pants softly, my hands taking their time traveling up her forearms and to her wrists. 

I love how hard she's panting, how quickly her breaths come and go and fill the quiet of her bedroom. 

A garage door sounds and I kow its her aunt and uncle and she whimpers.

"Shhhh" I whisper. "Im right here...we're not stopping this..." I say and she whimpers again as I take her wrists and guide them back, I place her hands behind my neck, letting her back come to my chest. I look down, her tits pushed out and I have all I can do, not to put my hands all over them right that second. 

"Stay quiet. If they come up here for any reason, you dont answer them....you pretend youre already asleep...you can give them a pretend little sleepy response if they knock or call for you a second time....but you tell them you're sleeping....so they leave you alone....so they leave you to me....do you understand?" I tell her and she nods. 

"Yes sir" she whispers. 

My hands slide from her wrists. "Keep your hands where I put them while I touch you Celia." 

She nods, her head brushing against the top of my chest.

she shivers, and I feel her body arch slightly as my hands travel back down her arms the same way they came. Except I use my fingertips, to skim over her skin and cause her to shiver and those goosebumps to stay on her skin. 

I turn my head slightly, so I can turn it back and rest my chin and cheek on the side of her head. She breathes hard as my fingers slip over her armpits making her jerk slightly and then then pass over the sides of her lace bra and down the curve of her waist to her panties. I let my fingers skim as far as they go down the sides her thighs. 

"spread your legs for me sweetheart, just a little bit." I whisper as I trace the hips of her her panties, toying with the lace, running my finger under the fabric. Celia steps her feet apart just a little bit. 

"that's good" I whisper. 

"is your heart racing like mine is Celia?" I whisper. She nods as she pants. 

I lift my one hand over the center of her chest and hum against her hair as she whimpers while my other hand teases her panties. My fingers walking themselves over the top of them along her lower stomach. 

"shhh" I whisper at her whimper. 

We can hear her Aunt and Uncle downstairs moving around, they're not loud, if theyre talking theyre doing it quietly, because I dont hear any voices. 

"you're such a good girl Celia" I whisper softly. My hand ignoring how badly it wants to grab one of her tits and touch them, and instead goes up between her breasts and to her neck. I hold it gently as my hand slides down the front of her panties and over them. Her hips jolt forward, and I smirk to myself, because I slide my fingers right back up before touching her pussy. 

She lets out a puff of breath and and then a frustrated tiny moan.

"You need to be quiet Celia" I tell her. 

"i cant" she cries softly. 

"Yes you can. Anything I want Celia. and I want you to be nice and quiet for me." I whisper.

I can tell she holds back a little sounds, she nods silently and I kiss the side of her head. 

"Good girl." I whisper as the footsteps move around downstairs, different sounds flotaing through the walls. Running water from the sink, a cabinet door shutting a bit too hard. I slide my hand over her hip and below the lace of her panties and then slide my thumb into the side of her panties, above her pussy and she sucks in a breath as I move my thumb to the other side and gather the lace fabric in the hook of my finger. I then push the hook of my thumb forward and let all the lace, all the way down, gather and roll up into a bunch line of lace and then bring my thumb back, letting the line of lace run through her slit and I hold it at the top.

"You're going to cum in your pretty little lace panties for me sweetheart" I whisper to her. 

"Without me even touching that pussy" I whisper. 

she whimpers. 

"shhh" I whisper and gently pull at her panties. Tugging them firmly but to not hard, giving short, gently tugs, enough to make sure the fabric rubs against her clit. Id be concerned above the scratchy sensation of the lace, if it wasnt Celia. But knowing her tastes, Im guessing shes more than happy to be uncomfortable when she's getting off. 

But I check anyways to make sure. "Does that feel good sweetheart?" I whisper. 

She whimpers again as she nods, her nails digging into the back of my neck.

"answer me Celia. quietly." 

"yes sir" she breathes. 

I squeeze her neck just slightly. "Good girl" 

I keep moving her panties, tugging them at the same pace, never too hard, and I watch her hips push and pull back as she grinds herself against the tug of the fabric. Panting softly for it. 

"You fucking your panties for me sweetheart?" I whisper and she whimpers.

"shhhh" I remind her. 

"Answer me" I whisper. 

"y-yes" she stutters. 

"yes what Celia?" I ask as I squeeze her neck a bit more and tug just a little harder. 

"yes sir!" she squeaks and I groan. 

She sucked at being quiet. But it only made me hotter for her. 

"Do you ENJOY, fucking your pretty little panties Celia?" I whisper. 

"yes sir" she cries softly. 

"Do you like the way the lace scrapes across your little clit Celia?" I groan as I tug them harder, a little quicker. She pants, her hips moving faster too along with the pace I've chosen to tug her panties with. 

"y-yes" she pants. "yes sir" she pants again correcting herself. 

"Do you want me to pull them harder Celia, like this?" I ask as I tighten my grip and pull them harder against her pussy and she lets out a single cry that she silences as she pulls on my fucking neck and bucks her hips.

"Yes, yes please sir" she cries softly.

"shhhhh, dont make me stop, be quiet" I say and she groans at the next yank of her panties and her hips fly forward as her pushes her head back against my chest.

"oh god" she pants. "vaughn" she whines. 

"you're being a bad girl Celia" I whisper. 

I lift my hand from her throat to her mouth and cover it. 

"shh" I whisper as I keep tugging, her feet moving on the floor as she keeps trying to grind herself even harder than what Im giving her. I give a firm tug and she cries into my palm. 

"you're so fucking perfect Celia" I whisper into her hair as I yank again hard and she cries into my palm. 

"fuck those panties sweetheart" I groan quietly. I keep tugging and pulling them against her and it takes only a few more before Celia cries into my hand as I hold it firmly over her mouth. 

"Shhhh" I whisper as i keep tuging, letting up slightly as she cums, her legs shaking and her hands pulling still at my neck, until they loose their grip and she drops one to my hand, placing it over it.

"Please, ow" she cries and I I grab her hand and put it back on my neck , but I stop tugging her panties and leave them be as I wrap one arm around her stomach , holding her up as her legs shake. 

My other hand drops down to her panties, and pulls them away from her pussy, letting them roll and smooth back into place and then my hand slides down the top of them and over her clit. She jumps, her nails digging into my neck.

"please, no" she cries. she's too sensitive, and probably her clit is too fucking sore after the lace rubbing on it as well. 

"anything i want Celia" I remind her and she whimpers. But Im not interested in torturing her clit, I slide my finger down and let it hook upward and slide inside of her. 

She moans. 

"you're so bad at being quiet Celia." I whisper. 

"im sorry sir" she whimpers. I groan softly, because fuck. Id take that apology. 

"You will be when your aunt and uncle hear you getting off and find me in here with my finger inside their pretty little nieces pussy....and you know what happens then Celia?" I growl in her hair quietly. 

"it s-stops" she answers.

"no Celia...then i'll force your aunt and uncle to watch me with you, because these fucking hands arent leaving your body tonight" 

"oh fuck" she cries quietly and pants. 

"that's right, oh fuck sweetheart, because guess what, what's my motto Celia?" I whisper.

"any...thing ..you w-want...anywh-where you want...any t-time" she says. 

" mhm, and ive got plans to keep my hands on your all fucking night sweetheart, do you think ill stop if they unlock that door and come in and find you coming apart on my fingers ?" I ask her as I slide a second one in and her jaw drops and she gasps as the sound of her wet pussy fills the room as I move my fingers fast in and out of her pussy. Her head shaking. 

"That's right, i won't...because the thing I want...is you....there where....is right here in this room.....the time....is all fucking night....so im going to get what I want Celia, arent i?" I whisper. 

"y-yes sir" she answers. and I slow my fingers and groan and pull them out and she exhales, her back sags into me. I lift my finger to her mouth. 

"Open, taste your pussy for me" I whisper and Celia tilts her head slightly back a bit more and I watch her mouth open, and her tongue come out. I push my fingers over her tongue and I groan as she closes her lips around my fingers and I hum. 

"hows it taste sweetheart? Does it take like a good girl?" I whisper. 

She shakes her head. " a bad one" she whispers. 

My cock throbs and I groan. 

"either way, she tastes fucking perfect , doesnt she?" I whisper. 

She nods and sucks my fingers. 

"Because my girl has the best little pussy, isnt that right?" I whisper. 

She nods and whimpers around my fingers.

Footsteps carry up the stairs, the house is big, technically a mansion, but I can hear their footsteps carryingup the stairs and echoing and soft voices floating down the hall. 

"Is their room near yours?" I whisper as she keeps sucking. She shakes her head. 

I listen , and hear the footsteps go to the other side of the house, a door opening and then closing a few moments later. 

"Bend over the bed Celia" I whisper and she drops her hands from my neck and she steps forward slightly and then places her hands on the bed.

"Like this sir?" she asks softly. 

"no sweetheart" I say and then kick her feet apart and it makes them slip and Celias stomach and chest fall to the bed as she lets out a tiny little yelp. 

"Like that beautiful" I say and then crack my hand over her ass. 

A short almost scream comes from her and I groan. 

"I cant wait any longer, i need you right now sweetheart" I whisper as I pull her panties to the side. 

"And guess what Celia?" I ask her as I push her head to the bed and with my other hand, guide my cock inside of her, letting the head sink into as she gasps.

"Not only are you going to let me make love to this pussy nice and slow because it's what I fucking want and you promised me anything I wanted....but you're going to do it because you have to sweetheart, because thats the only way youre getting your mans dick tonight with them right down the hall." 

"so tell me Celia.....yes or no...do you want this cock inside you sweetheart?" I ask, already inside of her, sinking into her. She gasps, her fists grabbing the covers to her bed. 

I pull out slowly and sink in further, groaning as she grips my cock. 

"Answer me Celia, yes or no?" 

"yes" she whines.

"Yes what?" I groan and thrust deeper and she lets out a little tiny fucking groan. 

"Yes sir" she pants. 

"Let me hear you say what Im going to do to you tonight Celia" I groan. 

"m-make love to me" she whimpers. 

"you're going to make love to me" she says, her head lays on the bed. I see her eyes watering. My nostrils flaring. 

I lean over her. 

"Tell me no, and I'll bring you up into bed and just hold you tonight Celia." I tell her. 

"but i need you" she says her lip trembling. 

"Can I make love to you Celia?" I whisper and kiss her cheek. 

"will you stop if i...if i dont-"

I was being fucking selfish. I wanted to make love to the fucking girl so god damn bad. but, she just told me hours ago, she wasnt ready, here i am, being a fucking asshole and making it so she has no choice. Granted shes the one who tempted me into even staying tonight. Promising me anything I wanted. But she trusted me. And I was about to take advantage of the situation just to get what I wanted, when she wasnt ready for it. 

I pull out and she whimpers. 

"dont stop" she says and turns her head as she pushes up on her hand and looks at me. 

"Get on the bed. Get under the covers." I say.

"no" she whines. 

"Do what I fucking tell you Celia. Now." I say, giving her the orders she craves. Her little lower lip wobbling. 

"you're mad" she says.

"hardly sweetheart, get in the fucking bed." I say softer. 

I watch her crawl forward then grab her hips and yank her back across the covers and she gasps. 

"Get this lace off. I want your naked fucking body on me tonight." I rip her panties down and she gasps. Im rough with her as I take her panties and bra off. She moans and then falls to the bed when Im done, panting. Her bra on one side of the room her panties on the other. 

"Get up there." I growl and she pushes up and crawls and I walk over and pull the covers back and let her slip under them and then get under them with her. 

"Get the fuck over here and touch me with your pretty little tits." I say, giving her part of what she wants, all I can give her right now. Commands, being told what to do. 

She slides over closer. Her tits pressing against the side of me and she places her hand on my chest. 

"im sorry" she whispers. 

"shut up, put your hand on my cock and make me cum Celia" I growl at her. Grabbing her jaw and her hand goes right down to my dick as I hold her jaw and make her look at me.

"Make it good sweetheart" I whisper. 

she nods "yes sir"