Infinity

Zayla

When I get back into the house, it’s dark and my family is in bed. I quickly turn my attention to my plan. I’m going to see my mate tonight, no matter what. No more hiding.

I creep quietly up to my room to take a shower, shaving everything and making sure I smell as good as possible, before walking back into my room and locking the door.

Since my fifteenth birthday, I’ve never locked my window, keeping it open at all times just for him.

Which is why I’m not surprised when I walk over to my bed that I smell him on it. He’s done this to me plenty of times in the past. When I come into my room to sleep and my bed smells just like him, I think he knows that his scent helps me sleep.

But tonight I’m not sleeping. No! Tonight I’m getting my mate’s attention! He’s been playing and winning this game since I was six years old, and today it’s time for a new winner to come forward in our little game of cat and mouse... So move over, baby, because a new kitty is ready to come play.

Grabbing my headboard I drag my bed around until my bed is fully facing the window, giving anyone standing there the perfect view of me in the moonlight. Dropping my towel I climb slowly into the middle. Propping my pillows up and getting comfortable.

When I smell him next to the window I know it’s time! So I, as slowly as possible, spread my legs as wide as I can. Putting every part of me fully on display.

The room is completely silent until I hear the small groan I’m sure he tried to keep in. This was it! It’s working!

Lifting my arm up I run my finger along the necklace he gave me, down to my breasts. Lightly running my fingers over my nipples, I moan slightly at the sensation.

My overly sensitive nipples stiffen, pointing to the heavens, just waiting for him to touch them.

Pinching them slightly my knees jerk as a shot of lust rushes through my body, directly to my pussy.

My arousal is so strong in the air, that I almost can’t smell him any longer but I know that he’s there. I can feel his eyes on me, watching my hands as they move down this body that was made to please him.

Once my left hand reaches my pubic bone I hear his sharp intake of breath, I have to hold back my giggle cause it’s almost too easy.

Lifting my hand I place it on my knee, which earns me a low growl of displeasure from him.

At this, I do let out a small giggle while sliding my hand down my thigh until I reach my dripping pussy.

Using mostly my middle finger I began to make small yet hard circles around my sensitive clit, crying out with each touch my finger makes. A breeze decides to make itself known by pushing the smell of his own arousal around my room, the mixture of him and I sends me into overdrive as I pick up the pace.

Bucking against my fingers at the thought of him pleasuring himself while watching me.

The sensation mixed with his scent is so strong that I cum fucking hard, screaming my ecstacy, my shaking body almost knocking me off my bed. Pulling my hand away from my clit, I make sure to wipe up some of my cum on my finger before sticking my finger in my mouth.

I barely catch the strangled groan that chokes out of him, but when I hear it I can’t help but moan out. Something about knowing he watched the whole thing and enjoyed it has me turned on all over again.

In all my movements I didn’t notice my pillows falling off the bed so when I release my finger with a pop, and my arm falls next to my head I feel something that shouldn’t be there.

Pulling the beautiful milk white silk handkerchief from under my head I inspect it, it has stunning embroidery of white and what looks like gold thread running around the edges in such a complex design I can tell instantly that it must cost a fortune.

Inspecting it more I notice it has a name on it.

Soren.

This is my birthday gift, his gift to me for my twenty-first birthday is his name! Pulling it to my nose I inhale deeply, pulling the smell of him in as much as possible. The move gave me an idea.

Smirking as I pull the fabric away from my face, I sit up into a kneel, taking the little piece of silk and running it up and down my clit.

At his quick, yet deep intake of breath I can assume he wasn’t expecting that. And as I continue to grind myself against the fabric, I get a bigger whiff of his arousal, letting me know that he’s stepped closer than he ever has before.

Knowing that I’ve got him to come closer than ever, has my level of excitement at an all time high, and it’s being spared only by his quick and heavy pants.

“Ohhh, Soren!” I cum all over his handkerchief. I kneel there, shaking for a moment with my head still tilted back before I level my head with the window.

My breath is instantly taken away when I see those dark gray eyes again. The glowing red circles in them are brighter, pulsing as he breathes heavily.

For the first time, I feel like I’m actually with him. Not him watching me, but us together, experiencing this pleasure as one.

His eyes stay on me, as I collect myself. Once I’m finally done shaking I take the piece of fabric and lay it on the window.

“Goodnight Soren.” I say before I turn over still fully naked and tuck myself into bed.

But he doesn’t leave my room. I can feel him watching me as I try to sleep. My skin tingles.

And then I feel him coming closer.

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