Peeping Damien
Perfect Match. Damien and mc have been dating for a while. What happens when she want to tease him while he's working?
Warnings: NSFW, smut, masterbation (both), Dom Damien, fingering, teasing
Word Count: 1458
It’s been a couple of months since Becky and Damien had started their relationship. They were just starting off getting to know each other on a more physical level and learning what each of them enjoyed. They were in that new part of the relationship where they couldn’t keep their hands off each other and wanted to try new things, discovering what kinks they share, and opening themselves to experience the other’s kinks. One night upon teasing him as he worked in bed, Becky found out that Damien loves watching her pleasure herself.
One Saturday, Becky awoke in the early afternoon, having been out late the night before helping Damien during a stakeout. She got out of bed to stretch and walked over to her bedroom window to open the curtains to let the sunlight shine through. As she clenched onto the sides of the curtains to spread them open, she noticed a figure standing on the rooftop of the building across from hers. Becky knew instantly who it was. Damien often used that spot during his investigations, he also liked it because he could also keep a watchful eye on Becky. He knew her job could be dangerous at times, receiving threats goes along with the territory of being an investigative journalist, which gave Damien all the more reason to keep a watch over her.
A playful smirk crossed Becky’s face when she saw that dark figure standing there, she could just picture him watching her and she wondered what he was thinking. A naughty thought popped into her head as she stepped back from the window. She stood there in the middle of her bedroom and ran her fingers down her sides and hooked them at the bottom hem of her tank top and gradually lifted it up over her head and tossed it to the ground. Becky then turned around, her back to the window and curved her thumbs at the top of her sleep shorts and slowly slipped them off, rolling her hips as the fabric slid over her ass. The shorts fell to her feet, and she kicked them off, landing them in a pile with her tank. She then reached her arms back and unhooked her bra. As Becky turned back to face the window, she skimmed the bra straps across each shoulder before guiding them down her arms. She held out the bra to tease him and dropped it to the floor. She stood there in front of the window nearly naked, only the small thong covering a tiny amount of her body. Becky turned to the bed, kneeling on the edge and crawling towards the pillows like a cat, making sure to sway her hips. She flopped to her back, her head hitting the pillows. She lifted her legs, so her body was at a ninety-degree angle and slid the thong off up her legs and tossed the fabric to the side.
It was true that Damien liked to look after her when he had time or while he was in the area working on a certain case. That particular afternoon he was lurking around working on a case for a man who believed his wife was cheating on him. Lucky for Damien the man she is suspected cheating on her husband with lives in the same building as Becky. While waiting to catch the wife and her lover in a compromising position, he had spotted Becky open her bedroom curtains and he knew she spotted him. From where he was standing, Damien had a perfect view into her bedroom, and her bed. He had watched her as she removed all her clothes and seductively climbed onto the bed. He could feel himself start to harden against his pants and he had to readjust himself. He watched as she took off her panties and laid there naked, displaying her gorgeously naked body just for him. He peered through her window as she spread her legs to show off her beautiful, shaved pussy. Her hands moved down her chest and she massaged her breasts and pulled at her nipples, tweaking them into hard peaks. Damien had to grip onto the railing as he watched her hands move down to rub circles on her clit as she arched her back letting out a moan. He grabbed his hardness through his pants and wished he could hear her moans of pleasure. Damien about lost it when we saw her move one of her hands to her breast, cupping it she tilted her head up and started suckling at her hard nipple, all while still rubbing her clit. Damien let out a low guttural growl as he reached in his jacket pocket to retrieve his phone. He fumbled with his phone before it started ringing her number.
Becky paused when she heard her phone vibrating and she reached to answer it, knowing very well who was on the other end. She answered the call and put it on speaker phone, setting it next to her on the bed.
“Hello?” She asked as if she didn’t know it was him.
Damien let out a deep groan.
“What’s wrong D?” She asked him coyly.
Damien growled “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about baby” she replied innocently as she continued rubbing her sensitive clit and letting out a whimper. “Is your thick dick hard yet?”
“Oh, fuck baby.”
“Take it out for me Damien.”
“Anything for you baby. You look so fucking sexy sprawled out like that, all for me.”
Becky heard him unzip his pants and he let out a small moan as he clutched onto his hardness.
“Is that pussy wet for me baby?”
“Mmhhmm.”
“Okay baby I want you to stick one finger in that wet slit and keep rubbing that clit.”
Becky let out a loud moan which he heard through the phone and Damien started pumping his hard, thick dick.
“Taste yourself for me Becky. I want you to lick your finger clean for me.”
Becky pulled out her finger from her wet slit and slowly licked up her finger and took it all her mouth sucking on it. “Mmmm.”
“Do you taste good sweetheart?”
“I’d rather taste it on your tongue.”
“God Becky! What are you trying to do to me!”
“Teasing you” she said frankly as she continued to finger her wet pussy.
“You’re being a bad girl, am I going to have to punish you sweetheart?”
“Please Damien!”
He let out a loud guttural growl. “That’s it baby. Now I want you to turn around and get on your knees and show me that ass too.”
Becky did as she was told. She got on her knees, her face pressed against one of her pillows, her back arched as she thrust her ass up.
“Mmmm. That’s my good girl. Now shove two fingers into that wet pussy and don’t forget about that clit.”
“Ohhhh! Fuck yes. Oooo yes!”
Hearing her moans nearly sent him over the edge. Damien’s grip on his dick got tighter as his strokes became more frantic. “God, I want to bury my dick deep in your tight pussy.”
“Oh, Damien I need to feel you inside me” she panted. “Please!”
“Fuck! Baby! I love when you beg for it. Now be a good girl and stick a third finger in there for me and stretch that tight hole.”
Becky did as she was told and as she thrust three fingers deep inside her and she screamed out his name.
“That’s my good girl. Now say my name again baby.” His breath becoming more ragged as he pumped himself closer to the edge.
“Ohhh fuck DAMIEN!! I-I’m so close.”
“Cum all over those fingers baby. Fuck, Becky! I’m going to cum down the side of this building.” Damien threw back his head as he let out a groan and cried her name as he came hard.
After a few slow pumps from his hand, he returned his stare to her window watching her body writhe uncontrollably. “Come on Becky, cum for me baby. I want to watch you cum just for me.” His grip on his phone was so tight his knuckles were turning white.
Becky squirmed and wriggled her hips against her fingers, while rapidly rubbing circles over her clit, sending her over the edge. “Ohh Damien. DAMIEN! DAMIEN!” Becky yelled out his name as she came, falling back on the bed breathing heavily after she rode out her intense orgasm. Her chest was heaving up and down as she breathed heavily through the phone.
“Damien?”
“Yeah baby?”
“I need you to get over here right now!”
“I’m already half-way across the street sweaetheart.”
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