AS THE HOURS pass by, I find myself getting more and more frustrated.

If he walked through that door right now, he could have his way with me. I'm becoming too wound up to not do anything about this feeling.

As I lay in bed with the TV playing in the background, I begin to debate if I'll have time before he gets back. At this point, I don't know if I care. I have to. I need to.

I reach onto the nightstand and plug Hanes' headphones into his small mp3. I couldn't believe he still had one of these but apparently sometimes, the new can't beat out the old. I got a few songs on here that will be good for... easing my mind.

I reach my hand under the covers, sliding them past my breasts, down my stomach to my groin. I toy with the lining of my panties, debating on what I'll think about this time. His face comes to mind and immediately I feel this rush.

As much as I hate how enamoured I am by him, I am. I crave his attention. I want his affection. I want to know what he feels like.

As I slide my fingers under my panties, I feel for my clit and begin circling around it. I know how to make myself cum. I just need the right fantasy.

I close my eyes and envision him; his face, his long hair, those pouty lips. I can see his pecks that slide into abs that fall down to his deep v-line. I don't know much about what's below there, but I can imagine.

He walks over to me, fully nude as he crawls up from the bottom of the bed. He has that dirty smirk on his face, knowing he's about to have his way with me.

He grabs the sides of my panties, ripping them down and off with ease.

That's when he bends down and begins to use his tongue to lick me. He sucks on my clit and laps at it.

The vision of his face between my legs makes me weaker than I expected. I can already feel myself buzzing. I begin to speed my fingers up, matching the intensity that I feel about his imagined tongue down there.

As he licks, he parts for a moment.

"Is this what you wanted, dandelion? See how daddy can show you just how much he cares for you?"

I can almost hear his voice in my fantasy.

He continues, sucking my clit and...

I feel the headphones being pulled out of my ears and freeze before I snap my eyes open.

It's Hanes. He's back. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I can feel my cheeks burning. I didn't expect him to be back this soon. I also thought I'd be able to hear him through the headphones but damn, those are good.

"Having fun without me, are we?" He smirks, leaning over the bed as I lay caught in the act.

"I—well..." I stumble, unsure of what to say to that.

"Do tell me that you were thinking of me." He sounds so proud of himself, as if he got the best of me. I guess he did.

"No! I wouldn't!"

"Mhm..." he looks up before returning his gaze back to me. "Well, go on." He stands up straight.

I furrow my brows, confused by what he means.

"What?" I snap up.

"Go on, finish." He bites down a suppressed smirk. "Don't let me stop you."

"I'm not... I'm not doing that." I scoff.

He pauses for a moment, looking across the room and out the window before looking back at me.

"I know you want to... go ahead."

I nearly choke. He has to be kidding.

"You want me to... finish myself off."

"If I can watch, then yes." He folds his hands behind his back.

I swallow hard, still struggling to grasp what's happening. I mean, I'm not opposed to finishing. I was close before he walked in and it pains me not to. Then again, do I want to give him to satisfaction of watching me do so? Hell, I'd rather fuck him... but I know this is a better tease.

"Fine." I finally sigh. "I'll do it."

He grins as I lay back down.

I close my eyes before I start but he interrupts again.

"Ah, no." He walks over again. "I want you to look at me. Listen to me."

"Um... okay." I nod, reaching my hand under the covers again and under my panties.

He leans over me, one hand on each side as he sits beside me on the bed.

I begin to circle my clit, feeling a little shy and because of that, I'm turned off.

He reaches out and runs his fingers through my hair.

"So, tell me what you were thinking about then. If not me, then what makes you... needy?"

I debate not telling him the truth but, at this point, is there a reason to lie?

"I was thinking about you." I admit, seeing his grin grow when I do.

He continues to play with my hair, now feeling down to the ends that fall down over my shoulder.

"Do I turn you on?" He asks smugly.

I sigh. "A bit... sometimes. It's just cause I don't have many other choices..." I lie. He can tell.

"Hm, is that really the reason?"

His fingers begin to leave the ends of my hair and fall down onto my shoulders where they reach slightly down to my breast.

"Part of it."

"And why else then, hm? Does this turn you on?"

He reaches his fingers down, running them down over my nipple before going back up to circle it gently and then pinch it.

I can feel the pressure in my body build as I get turned on again. My nipples both grow hard.

"Yes..."

The pleasure of my circling fingers around my clit begins to grow slightly.

"I see that." He smirks. "Do you want anything more?"

Of course, I want more. I want him to take over me. I won't tell him that though. He's enjoying himself enough.

I don't answer.

"Are we shy all of the sudden?"

He gets up slightly before moving further onto the bed.

"All you have to do is ask for it..." he taunts me.

I want it. I want it so bad. Oh, what I wouldn't give to give in. If I give in, he gets the power. That's something I don't want to give up just yet.

"It's your show." I say.

He pulls the covers down further, showing my fingers circling my clit.

He takes a deep breath, clearly holding himself back too. He runs his hand down from my side down to my waist, his eyes following all the way along before they pause at my hand.

"Do you want me to pleasure you for a moment?" He looks back to my face.

Giving in for one night won't hurt, right? Giving in for one moment; giving in for one thing.

I nod and he peels my fingers away, exchanging them for his. He slowly begins to circle my clit.

Suddenly, my breath has slipped away. This is what I'm aching for. I was already buzzing and this feels so much better.

"Is that better?" He asks and I nod.

He crawls up further so he's leaning over me slightly while he pleasures me.

"Can't you see the things I can do to you? All you have to do is let me." He says. "Look at you squirming already."

My legs are tensing up.

"You're like my little dandelion. So delicate, I could blow you over." He continues to play with me, his fingers speeding up with the moments that pass.

I'm so close. Fuck, I'm so close. I can feel the rising buzz already.

"Tell me what you want, darling. Tell me how I can please you."

"Just don't stop..." I almost whine.

"You like that, huh?" He smirks.

I nod. My eyes are in and out of twisting shut at this point.

"Tell me how good that feels." He continues as he picks up speed again.

"It feels... so good..." I moan, tossing my head back slightly as I get closer.

"Does daddy make you feel good, dandelion?"

"Daddy makes me feel so good."

He begins to rub my clit up and down at a super speed, creating an intense pleasure that I hadn't had before.

"Oh, fuck!" I whine. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"That's it, cum for me, darling."

My entire body contracts as I cum. My stomach muscles seizing as my pussy throbs. The bursting pleasure surges through my entire body, electrifying me.

He slows down to a stop and then removes his hand.

"And that's only one way I can make you cum, baby." He smirks as he leans up and kisses my forehead.

"Jesus Christ..." I pant.

Holy shit. I could get used to that.