Title: Teasing Release

Summary:"I watch him. Completely mesmerized by him and what he is doing. Jeans down to his thighs, bare chested and panting. Panting hard, at that." Jasper&Bella

Word Count: 443

Rating:M

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine, nothing, zip. I just dream.


It's torment.

Completely torturous.

It's unfair to be teased this way, to have to sit and watch while he does this; yet, in the same breath, I love it.

I watch him. Completely mesmerized by him and what he is doing. Jeans down to his thighs, bare chested and panting. Panting hard, at that.

His eyes stay locked onto mine, filled with desire as he strokes himself towards his climax. Hips jerk and soft moans fill the room as he sweeps his thumb over the tip.

Eyes roll back into his head for just a second, as my fingers travel up the inside of my thigh. I can't help it. I need release. Watching him getting off is too much of a turn on for me to just sit back and do nothing.

"So fucking wet," I moan out as my fingers press against my pussy.

The remark earns a deep and throaty moan from him. He picks his pace up, stroking faster and harder, crying out into the room as he grows that much closer to his peak. Sweat begins to roll down his chest as the room heats up a few notches. His eyes stay locked on me, flicking between watching my face and where I am touching myself.

Rubbing my clit, I shudder in delight as my body sings for release. My moans match his as my body begins to tighten. Dipping my fingers into my pussy, my head rolls back as thoughts of him entering me flood my mind.

Looking at him, I see his thighs begin to shake as pleasure rips through him. Breathing hard, I smile at him and remove my fingers. Dancing them across his lips, his mouth opens, sucking them in. A groan that rattles from his chest fills the room, and I find his hands on my hips.

"Ride... Now," he moans out as he pulls me onto his lap.

He fills me in one downward movement, making us both cry out at finally being together. Riding him hard and fast, he matches me with an upward thrusts, moving in perfect time.

Lips meet hard, crashing almost painfully to each other as we move together. One hand leaves my hips and travels down to my clit. The very tip on his finger brushes against it and I am there.

My body shakes and I cry out loudly as I clamp down around him and cum hard. He follows seconds later, sinking his teeth into my shoulder and muffling his cry.

Breathing hard, my sweaty forehead rests against his, while his hands trail up and down my back slowly.

"Love you," falls from his lips.