49. Aiyana

Chapter forty-nine

Aiyana

Friday, December 29, 2023

K as's text has fucking ruined me.

My eyes are puffy, and my throat is raw from the tears I've shed the last half hour.

He is my safe space! He always has been, and I so desperately want him to know that, but I don't deserve to confide all of my sorrows in him, knowing that I'm the one causing this whole mess. I could just end things. Cut us both loose and give him a shot at being with someone else, but even the thought of that has my hair standing on end, nausea rippling through me. Selfishly, I don't think I could ever truly be happy for him if he found someone else.

Today, I decided that if I'm going to be a raging cunt about this whole thing and make it all about me, I might as well make him happy in the meantime. We can't have a relationship or get married, but I can still indulge him and do the things he wants us to, like go out on dates and do whatever the hell wild shit he's got planned for New Year's Eve.

I've thought about what he said all day, those words never fully leaving my mind as I ambled about my day, going through the motions on autopilot.

When I get home, I head to my room to shower and get changed, and then I plan to text Kas. I know I need to mentally prepare myself first, though, hence the long hot shower I'm about to take.

***

Thank you Kas, you're the best.

What are we doing NYE?

Kas

You think I'm the best?

Kas

Hah, I knew it.

I roll my eyes, knowing he's saying this shit despite probably holding his breath the last twenty-four hours, waiting for me to give him something, anything .

There's that ego again… So, our plans?

Kas

It's a surprise.

Ooh ooh ooh! I love surprises, tell me!

Kas

Then it wouldn't be a surprise you fucking brat.

Would it surprise you if I told you I kind of like being called a brat?

Kas

Not at all lol. I'll pick you up at two on NYE. Dress comfortably.

Comfortable attire on NYE??? No sequins?????

Now I'm really lost!

Kas

Again… brAT.

Kas

Call me?

My heart starts racing. I want to call him, I really do, but I can't be held accountable for the way my body responds to him. Even over the phone. And just like that, my phone is ringing with a video call.

I take a steely breath and answer; his hazel eyes and full lips light up the screen. He looks like he just got out of the shower; his dark hair is damp, and his jaw is covered in stubble from a few days of growth. I haven't seen him with this much facial hair in a while. I kind of love it.

He clears his throat, eyes glimmering with mischief. "You should take a picture—it lasts longer." He smiles as my face heats.

"I was just trying to work out why you have such a massive ego." I roll my eyes playfully. "Nothing I've seen so far is enough of a reason for you to drag that heavy thing around with you." I realize as soon as the words leave my mouth that I fucked up. He doesn't think I'm talking about his ego anymore.

"My dick is quite heavy, isn't it? Speaking of which, why hasn't it been inside that sweet cunt of yours since Christmas?" he asks, sending heat radiating straight to my core. I clench my thighs together, trying to regain my composure, but he can read my face so well.

"Put your headphones in, little viper."

I'm too turned on to deny him. I have no idea how this call took such a turn, but I open my side drawer, grabbing my wireless headphones and a vibrator. Then, rethinking it, I grab another… just in case. 1

I pop the headphones in and get my phone synced, lying back on my pillows and working my shorts down my thighs, kicking them off. I grab the phone, facing Kas again so he can see the headphones in my ears, and I'm met with his hooded gaze. "Tell me, viper, have you missed my dick?" he asks me, his voice low and husky.

"Yes," I moan. "Grip your dick and pretend it's me clenching around you."

He pans the camera down so I can see that he's already doing just that. His large rough hand is dragging up and down the length of his swollen cock, the crown glistening with precum as he squeezes the head, making my mouth water with need.

"Flip your camera around, baby. I want to see you as you work those fingers inside your slick cunt."

Instead, I sit up, stacking several books on the office chair next to me, and lean the phone against it, using it as a makeshift tripod so he can see me, all of me.

"Goddamn baby, you're fucking gorgeous," he groans. "One second," he tells me as he sets up his own makeshift phone stand. The sight of him pumping his cock as his face contorts in pleasure, watching me slide my fingers through my wetness, is erotic as hell.

"Tell me what to do," I moan, swiping my fingers through my swollen pussy lips at an agonizingly slow pace.

His brow quirks, and he sits up, bending forward to squint at the phone screen. "God, are those toys next to you? You fucking filthy little slut." My whole body shudders, accepting his words as praise. "Press the smaller vibe to your clit, and show me how you'd pleasure yourself if you were all alone."

I grab the vibe, turn it on high, and rake it through my slit, settling it over my aching clit as my legs spasm, heat zipping through me as my pussy clenches. "Oh god, it feels so much better with you watching," I tell him, whimpering with need.

"You could be in my bed right now," he grumbles, then tells me, "but the sight of my girl coming undone for me like this is incredible too."

God, my girl?

"What next?" I moan, desperate to have something in me to clench myself around and fill the empty ache in my core.

"Pick up the other vibrator and slowly press it into your tight little pussy; angle yourself toward the camera so I can watch."

I turn my body as he told me to, letting my legs fall completely to either side, opening myself up for him to see as I pick up the thick vibrator. It's eight inches long, two inches wide, and has a loop at the end so I can slide my middle finger in it for a better grip.

I set the smaller bullet vibe that I'd been using on my clit to the side and use that hand to spread my pussy lips, holding them open as I press the thick tip of the larger vibe against my entrance.

"That's it, baby, nice and slow. Let me watch you stretch around it." Kas moans, my body on fire with need. Inserting the tip slowly, my body stretches around it. My lower back arches, and my head is thrown back.

"Now pump it in and out; pretend it's my cock spearing through that warm cunt of yours." A chill zips down my spine, my toes curling at his words as I watch him—outright stare at him as he pleasures himself. 2 "Because I'm definitely pretending my hand is your tight pussy. All that wetness," he groans, "it's all for me, isn't it? You're fucking soaked, and it's all for me ."

There's no point trying to deny it. Every time I've ever been this wet, it's been because of him, whether in person or just in my imagination.

"God, yes!" I shout, the vibrator fully inserted, stretching me past the point of pleasure. I increase the speed of the vibrations and buck against it, my hips begging for more. "Fuck, Kas." I release a breathy moan, my hand snakes under my shirt, cupping my breast, and I pinch my peaked nipple, the pain mixing with my pleasure and creating pure fucking ecstasy. 3

"Fuck that sweet pussy, little viper, and let me watch." 4 My eyes clamp shut as I shatter around the silicone, my limbs trembling, bright lights flashing behind my lids.

I hear Kas grunt out, "I'm coming. Fuck , your pussy looks so sweet."

When we're done, I pull the vibe out, and my own juices gush out around it, leaving a small pool of cum under me. My cheeks heat, but I right myself, pulling my shorts back on and running to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I grab a new blanket from the linen closet and toss the sullied comforter on the ground. I'll deal with that tomorrow.

Picking up the phone and bringing it back to my face, I see Kas lying down, his bulging bicep tucked under his head as a pillow. A small, lazy smile plays across his face, eyes hooded and bright. "That was really good practice for Sunday," he says, giving me a beaming smile.

I roll my eyes. "Goodnight, Kas." Exhaustion washes over me like a tidal wave.

"Goodnight, my little viper."

1. Broken Clocks – SZA

2. Whore – In This Moment

3. So High – Doja Cat

4. Too Sweet – Hozier