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“Okay, what about this one?” I caption the photo of the frilly red bikini, black lace stitched carefully to the top, that I’m trying on for the upcoming summer and send it to Tara. I’ve sent her a few options so far, One a gentle lilac hue with small stars embroidered on it, One white, with sweets on the top right of the right breast cup and the bottom patterned in chocolates, one was a gorgeous iridescent print, with lace and pearls donning the top and bottom of the set.
”Um, YES? That one is so cute!” Tara replied enthusiastically.
”Okay, I have one more hold on!” The last I had tried on was a deep royal blue, with orange stitching. Tiny apples embroidered along the top, with a lace heart shaped neckline. The bottoms followed the same pattern, honestly, it was adorable.
“And send” I mumble to myself as I send the photo off to Tara, eagerly awaiting her final verdict. A few minutes pass, and I check my Link chat message history to see if she has opened my message yet.
“Oh my god..”I gasp in shock and nearly drop my phone. Hands shaking I realize I Did not send the photo to “Cool Girl Tara”.. but instead to “Caleb <3”
The feeling overwhelming, as if the ground is going to open up and swallow me whole, “HELP” I message Tara.
”OMG! What are you going to do??” Tara attempts to be supportive, in her own way, but at a time like this it truly is not helping to ease the stress I hold within me.
”I’m not sure, he hasn’t opened it yet. I don’t know what to do” still struggling with my internal turmoil a “read” notification pops up on my phone.
“Never mind. It’s over. He’s seen it “
”Maybe you could just tell him it was an accident and it would all be okay?” Tara, sweet but naive, doesn’t know how protective Caleb can be.
”I’ll try to figure it out. I'll keep you posted. Love you!” I quickly put down my phone, and breathe. In, and out. It can’t be too bad, it’s just a bathing suit. My face has never been as hot as it is right now. “UGH WHY” I threw myself back on the bench in my bedroom. I look at myself in the mirror positioned in front of me, catch my breath, and sigh. A message notification dings on my phone and suddenly my heart drops. The name at the top reads “Caleb <3”
With my hands shaking, I pick up my phone, deciding to just bite the bullet and hope that this situation doesn’t end up badly.
“You’ve never sent me anything like this before… Who was this for? Why are you sending photos like this? Don’t you know how dangerous that is pipsqueak?!”
“It was for Tara! I was trying on some swimsuits I bought trying to get her opinion. Please don’t worry about it!” This could be bad.
almost immediately my phone dings again, “Tara huh? Why are you showing Tara yourself vulnerable like this? Do you have any idea who else could see this? You’re so exposed!”
He is MAD, and is there a hint of jealousy?
”Caleb, please, I was honestly just trying to get her advice on which one I should wear to the event we’re going to. That’s all, I mean it”
another immediate Ding.
“You want to wear that in public? Uh. No. Pipsqueak, your whole…. EVERYTHING is out. I can’t… You can not wear that”
he IS jealous. “Is this really about protecting me Caleb?”
I get the notification that my message has been read, but there is no immediate response this time. It only takes a few minutes for me to receive another message.
“I will ALWAYS want to protect you, But.. “ as I’m reading the message in front of me, another pops up directly after “I would be lying if I said I didn't want anyone else to see you like this.”
It dawns on me that I haven't yet removed the bikini, and that I have power right now. A lot of it. Maybe it could be fun to tease him a little. I know I shouldn’t but I’ve wanted him for so long, as wrong as it is I feel like this is an opportunity I don’t want to miss.
I position myself on my knees in front of the mirror, pressing my breasts together and raising my phone “You mean like this?” I caption the photo and click send… Why did I do that? A heavy blush spreads throughout my cheeks, i shouldn’t have done that.. so why does it feel so good ?
*DING* Another message.
My heart practically skips a beat at the sound of my phone going off. I stare at the name on my phone for a moment once more before developing the courage to open his message.
“Yeah. Exactly like that. I think you forgot that I’ll be back tonight, and we can have a nice, long, talk about your behavior when I get home. “
Once more, a message arrives as I finish the last, “And don’t take it off. I need to teach you a lesson”
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A few hours pass, and I stand, pacing my room occasionally worried about the outcome of today’s antics. Underneath my baggy t-shirt and lounge pants, lies the bikini I was wearing earlier today, As he instructed me I haven’t taken it off. Do I want this? Should I go further? Should I stop it? As the time he arrives home approaches quickly, I find myself flooded with questions. Should I just lean into it? After all, this is something I’ve always wanted..
Fuck it. I’m going to make Him want me too!
I scramble to his room, and find one of his recently worn shirts, still strong with his cologne, and replace my own t-shirt with it, strategically placing mine on his pillow for later notice. My heart is racing again, I feel dirty, I feel sly, but the adrenaline is making me like it. I want more. I return to my room and close the door behind me. The smell of cologne on his t-shirt quickly becomes overwhelming, I feel heat growing deep within me. Almost like a hunger for him and him only. Before I know it, my hand slips itself into the bikini bottoms I’m wearing, the other holding the collar of his shirt to my nose.
Applying pressure, stroking, rubbing, doing anything I can to ease the fire between my thighs, a pool of wetness develops in my bottoms. Then I hear the front door latch click open. I panic and throw myself on to my bed no longer pressed against the door, I pretend to sleep. It has to be him, Gran is away, and nobody else has keys to the house.
Heavy footsteps pad the stairs as he climbs them, I hear him enter his room first. …My shirt, I forgot all about it until now. I hear Caleb let out a deep, and heavy chuckle from his room, almost a huff of disbelief at the audacity I’ve shown him today.
I can hear his footsteps trail out of his room slowly, with no less force than they had entered it with previously. A heavy knock dons my door, I don’t respond. Another, and still, silence.
“I Know you’re in there pipsqueak. You can’t avoid me. I’m coming in” He pauses for a moment before doing exactly that. I feel my heart pounding in every area of my body, my blood rushing, and the wetness between my legs growing from the tension, yet I remain in my bed pretending to sleep.
As his footsteps reach my bedside “Get up. I know you’re awake. We have business to discuss.” A gruff tone catches my ears and I jolt. I pretend to yawn, and stretch. “C-Caleb?” I rub my eye groggily “What time is it? I thought you weren’t due back for another while.”
”Is that so? I suppose that’s why you left your shirt on my bed, and are wearing mine, right ? The shirt you left is still warm, I’m not dumb”
”I…” Shit. I didn’t realize how soon he would be home when I left it for him to find. The time I’ve been waiting has been dragging on for what feels like hours when it has actually only just been moments in time.
“You what? You expect me to believe you? You expect me to think that you haven’t been toying with me today, trying to get me to break? Pipsqueak.. You’re going to have to do more than that “
“I was just having fun… I thought if I sent you another one it would make the whole situation less awkward.. “ That is so untrue, even I can't believe that is the excuse I went with.
“You have one more chance. Tell me the truth. Behave” his tone, stern and domineering, his posture and crossed arms hold an overwhelming presence in my room right now.
“I just wanted to have fun! I swear, I was playing around.” More believable this time, and almost entirely the truth Caleb approaches me, and in one quick motion, grabs my chin and directs my eyes to his. They’re different than usual, darker, and hungry.
He closes in on my ear, in a low rumble he whispers “oh yeah? What kind of “Fun”” My face becomes hot, almost unbearably hot, my hands begin to tremble, and I find myself fiddling with my blanket, and attempting to break eye contact.
“Fun with… You” He snaps my chin back to where it was previously, forcing my eyes to meet his again. “Well then pipsqueak.. All you had to do was ask.. But we still haven’t had our “Discussion”” His lips find mine, soft, and strong, he parts them and licks at mine hungrily. “Let me in.” He demands. I part my lips, allowing his tongue to penetrate my mouth, he begins wrestling with my own in a fit of dominance.
Almost as quickly as he entered my lips, he exited. As he pulls away I can feel the disappointment manifest in my body physically. “Let me see this Bikini you bought. Since you want to be the focal point of attention, I want to see it first. Take off your clothes.” He grabs the hem of my shirt, aggressively lifting it above my head. He almost snarls at the appearance before him. “You wanted to wear this? Outside?” he traces his finger slowly along the neckline stopping at the point where my cleavage meets the fabric and tugs at it slightly, he moves his mouth right next to my ear and whispers “ once false move, and everyone will see all of you… Do you want that?”
I shudder at his words “n-no Caleb. I was just-” he cuts off my speech with his hand over my mouth
“ I wasn’t finished. I thought you wanted to be mine? This whole time, you were just being a naughty girl… You want people to look at you? To use you?” His other hand slowly moved up my thigh and stopped at the joint where my hip and pelvis meet, caressing the soft fabric of my lounge pants in a circular motion with his thumb. He whispers in my ear once more “ I can be the one to use you.. To give you what you crave…You don’t need anyone else”
Caleb's hand travels between my thighs, and caresses my heat through my pants slowly. I gasp beneath his hand. He tugs gently at my waistband “Off. I want to see ALL of it.”
I stand and remove my lounge pants slowly, hands shaking as I bring them down my thighs all the way to my ankles. Now I am exposed.. I’ve never been looked at this way by anybody, let alone Caleb. I can feel the heat between my legs growing once more, why do I feel so exposed right now? It's a bathing suit!
“Look at you…” Caleb places his hands on either side of my hips and pulls me closer to him, “
“ So vulnerable right now pipsqueak… I could easily just.."Caleb takes one of his hands and runs it along my slit through the bikini bottoms and the feeling of the fresh contact sends a shiver down my spine. He pulls me onto his lap, my knees positioned on both sides of his legs and he trails kisses along the small of my neck while caressing the sensitive spot between my legs carefully “ C-Caleb I can’t, I’m sorry!” I try to pull myself away or put some distance between us, but he grabs my wrist to pull me back in.
“I told you pips.. I need to teach you a lesson, You aren’t going anywhere” He pulls my hips back on top of him and grinds his erect member against me. “Actually, i have a better idea” he lifts me in one fell swoop, and stands. Walking over to the bench at the end of my bed that I was positioned on earlier that day.
He sits, taking me on to his lap, only this time I'm facing the mirror. He grabs my chin and gently turns it so that I'm looking at myself in the mirror “ Look. Do you see yourself? So desperate, looking for all of that attention” with his other hand, he trails it down my body until he meets the hem of my bottoms and slips his hand inside. Caleb lets out a low groan in my ear “ so wet down here pipsqueak.. Do you like it when I look at you like this?”
I can barely let out a response. A quiet “Y-yes…” is all I can manage to mumble. He’s right.. I am exposed, I'm a dirty, naughty girl.. I wanted him to do this to me, for so long I've wanted him to use me like this.. I look disheveled, weak, unraveled in the mirror, and I need it.
Caleb rubs my sensitive nub in a slow circular motion, eliciting a small moan from my lips before stopping. He pulls the bottoms down my legs and commands me “ Touch yourself.. I want to watch you. I want you to see how vulnerable you look right now in my arms. Show me how much you like being a naughty girl for me”
I gasp at the command I've received. “ C-Caleb I can’t.. That's.. “
“Now.. We’re not done with your lesson yet” A harsher tone this time.
My hand slowly travels to my now bare folds. I begin running my hands up and down in a slow, tantalizing manner. My middle finger resting on my clitoris. Caleb's hard member is pressed and throbbing against my back, only causing more desire to course through me. Caleb's free hand travels back up my body and grasps at my breast, tugging my nipple free. He pinches and twists it between his fingers, a moan escapes my lips causing him to buck his hips into my back in response.
“You’re so gorgeous unravelling like this for me..” he proclaims. He begins to trail kisses down my neck again, reaching my shoulder he bites me gently and my body shutters. I enter one of my fingers into my wet heat, looking at myself in the mirror. I have tears welling up in my eyes, overwhelmed with a heavy haze. My face is red, and glossy. It all feels too good right now.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want me and maybe I'll give it to you”
“ Please Caleb, fuck me.. I don’t want to do it myself… I..”
He lifts me off of his lap and unzips his black combat pants, Pulling them down to his knees, oh fuck. He’s huge..
“Sit on it, pips.. You wanted attention, here it is..”
I lower myself slowly onto his erect member, I shiver at the sensation of his tip rubbing against my entrance. Enticing me, I crave this so badly.. I slid the tip of his member into me.
“Good girl”
He thrust himself up to me and I let out a soft shout.
“Oops.. Did I surprise you?” he says without an ounce of sincerity in his voice. He’s bigger than I initially thought. I press myself down on top of him, aiming for my sweet spot. He grabs my chin and makes me look at myself in the mirror again
“Look at how nicely you take me pipsqueak… You're so full…” He begins to thrust up into me, not releasing my chin. “Watch me fuck you.. Watch all of the attention I'm giving you right now”
His thrusts become faster, harder.. Hitting my sweet spot over and over.. The thickness of his member stretching me with every movement he makes is almost unbearable. “Fuck… Caleb I ….” His thrusts slow..
“I’m not done with you yet.. “ he lets out a deep groan in my ear and nips at my ear lobe.
I can feel the powerful heat that was building in my core burst into an unbearable ripple throughout my body. I writhe on top of him, forcing myself onto him in pace with his own thrusts,
“God you’re so pretty…” his thrusts grow faster. “I’m gonna fill you with pips…It's going to feel so good…” Harder, he thrusts into me with one last push. Filling me with his hot, thick seed.
Caleb lifts my hips up off of his lap, and places me on my knees in front of him.
“I want you to watch what I've given you pour out.. Now be a good girl and watch how much I've loved looking at you like this.”