Chapter 21 Dylan #3
“You should just ask him out. Don’t let Alix invite him to the party. You should be the one to invite him.”
She scrunches her face as I finish off the smoothie. “Nah.”
I retort. “What do you mean, nah?”
She steals my cup and stands. “I’m not going to take that advice. Oh, I’m totally changing the subject. The UGC job I told you about?”
She’s in the kitchen now as I try to remember what she’s talking about. “Yeah?”
“It’ll pay $500 for your afternoon.”
I sit up. “No fucking way.”
She shrugs. “That’s what I’m willing to pay you.”
“Are you giving me half?” I question.
She smiles. “No, just a percentage. I have to pay the photographer and put everything together. Are you up for it?”
I nod. “Fuck yeah, I am.” I turn around to look at her. “Do I have to get naked?”
She smirks. “Only the top half.”
I narrow my eyes. “What if I said no nudity?”
She shrugs. “I bet Scotty would say yes.”I bark a laugh at that. “He would.”“By the way,” she says, walking over. “Was that a girl in broad daylight in the kitchen with Scotty?”
“It was, but she was over to study.”
She purses her lips. “Uh huh. And did she get to meet your mom?”
My insides twist. Is Cecily jealous? “Uh, no.”
“Good,” she smiles, handing me her phone. “Will you take some pictures of me?”
I take the phone and zoom in on her face. She’s going to be so annoyed when she sees these, but I can’t help myself. “Smile,” I demand, but she keeps her eyes forward. Even with the camera zoomed in this close, her quality is still there. I zoom back out and take a few.
“Work it,” I whisper, standing up now to get different angles.
She doesn’t skip a beat, keeping her model face intact as I move around her, taking pictures.
She says, “I would pay you to take pictures of me.” She laughs. “Only if you got good at it.”
I look at her through the screen as I click the button. Then I start video recording. “Ce,” I mutter with a smile. Her eyes gleam as she looks at me. “You’re beautiful, and if you wanted me to get good at taking pictures, I would.”
She tilts her chin down. “Aww, you would?”
I nod, looking over the screen, purposely recording. “I would.”
She smiles at me, and I know I would do just about anything for this girl.
“Don’t forget that.”
I end the video and snap a few more. And then I watch her move around the kitchen. Is it so fucking bad that I could watch her all day? That I want to fuck her again? That I want…
“What are you thinking about?” she asks, stealing the phone away from me. She sets it on the counter, then leans me against it. “Smut.”
Her hands are pressed against my stomach.
“Moo,” I warn.
She leans in, touching her nose with mine. “I have a secret.”
I lean down, looking at her mouth. “Yeah?”
She nods. “I am still aching for…”
My eyes search hers. “For?”
Her lips hover above mine as she says, “You.”
I lean in to kiss her, but she pulls away, teasing me. “I could probably orgasm about three more times.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised.
“Shh… I don’t know if that’s… normal.”
“I can help with that.”
“Yeah?” she asks, and I kiss her, tugging at her bottom lip.
“These pajamas are adorable,” I mutter, trailing my lips to her neck. “So much easier to take off, unlike those yoga pants.”
She throws her head back, giving me more access to her neck. I shove my hand down her pants, push her panties to the side, and finger fuck her until she’s moaning my name. Then I rub her clit in circles, curling my fingers, and when her nails dig into me, I work faster.
I whisper into her ear, “You’re so beautiful, Ce.” And then I start kissing her again, drinking in her moans.
Her hands slide down my pants. “I want you, Dylan. Right now.”
“I don’t have another condom.”
She pulls my dick out, smashing my balls in the stretchy waistline. “I don’t fucking care.”
She aims me right to her pajama pants, and my dick yearns to feel her.
“I never thought I’d say this,” she says, looking down. “But that’s the hottest dick I’ve ever seen.”
I press it against her. She moves her pajama pants and underwear to the side, aiming me directly inside her.
“Cecily,” I warn, aching to feel her pussy grip me tightly. “I have a surprise for you.”
“You do?” she moans as I keep my fingers on her.
I nod. “First come for me.”
“I… I can’t… I want you.”
“You want me inside of you?”
She nods frantically, panting against me. “So bad.”
I release her, noticing how she squeezes her thighs as I take a step back. “It’s in my truck.”
She lights up. “What is it?”
“A surprise.”
I walk out to my truck, my boner is throbbing painfully with each stride. I grab the vibrator I bought and a few condoms.
When I walk back in, Cecily isn’t in sight. “Ce?” I call out.
“I’m in here,” she says from down the hall.
I walk into her bedroom and shut the door.
“What is that?” she asks, sitting on her bed.
“More condoms and…” I show her the vibrator by turning it on.
Her eyes widen at the sound. “You’re not putting that up me.”
I shake my head, dropping my pants. “No, I’m putting this in you.
And––” I remove my shirt, standing naked in front of her.
Her eyes drop down my body, and having her attention gives me a fucking thrill unlike anything.
It’s more than her beauty; it’s her awareness and the connection we have.
I walk over, pull off her clothes, and keep my eyes on hers.
She tenses her shoulders and lets out a noise.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
She nods and whispers, “I’m really excited.”
I turn the vibrator on low, letting it tickle her stomach. “Me too, baby.”
Her eyes dart to mine at the nickname, but she lets it slide because she starts squirming. I throw her a condom as I continue to play with the vibration on her skin. She’s jumpy, but quickly unrolls the condom on my dick.
“There,” she says, pumping me a few times.
I aim straight into her, sliding right in. Fuck, she’s so wet already. The feeling is hypnotic as I roll my hips against hers. She’s holding onto my arms, moaning with her eyes rolling.
“Ready?” I ask, excited about what’s about to happen. I’ve never used a vibrator during sex before.
“Wait,” she pants, gripping onto my forearm. “I’m scared.”
I lean over her, staring into her eyes. “Scared?”
She shrugs. “What if I don’t like it?”
“Then I’ll stop.” I thrust into her, watching the moans escape her lips.
She grabs my ass and says, “But this feels so good.”
I lean up, running the vibrator down her body.
“And this? It’s going to feel fucking amazing.
” I glide the vibrator onto her clit. Her entire body jolts, tenses.
Her head falls back while her pussy squeezes my cock.
The friction with each pump makes me groan through my teeth.
She sits up, looking like she might cry.
And then she falls back onto the bed. I move the vibrator on her, feeling her walls soaking me.
“Dylan, Dylan, Dylan,” she cries. “Dylan!”
I pull the vibrator away, and she shakes her head, rolling her hips on my dick.
“Don’t stop!”
I press the vibrator against her clit, watching as pleasure rolls through her body. I grab her waist with my other hand to hold her in place.
“Oh… my… fucking…” she squeals in a high-pitched voice. And then she’s screaming my name again in a tone I’ve never heard from her before.
“Dylan,” she cries out, holding onto me.
I pound into her, starting to feel her pussy a lot better through this orgasm.
I work my hips hard, slamming against her.
With each thrust, she cries out for me. Her eyes meet mine, and I fucking come.
I come hard and fast, prolonging her orgasm.
And then she stops moaning and pulls the vibrator off her clit.
Her body sags under mine, so I pull out.
When I glance down, I notice the condom is torn at the bottom of my shaft.
“Shit,” I stutter.
“What?” she asks, looking down. And then she falls back on her bed. “I was wondering why it felt so fucking good.” She laughs. “We broke the condom?”
I chuckle. “We broke the condom, which means I…” I look down at her pussy, seeing my cum seep out of her.
“Dylan,” she whispers. “That was…”
I hold myself up with her knees. I look at her bare body, soaking in this moment. “It was?” I ask, meeting her eyes.
“The best sex I’ve ever had.”
I grin. “Mine too.”