Clouding My Judgement

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The two of them were breathing heavily. They didn't want to stop, They couldn't get enough of each other.

Theo's hand found the hem of her dress and he began to etch his hand upwards. Her breath hitched, as she felt her body yearning for his touch. For him to do something about it. For him to pleasure her. For him to show her what he was capable of.

He couldn't help but look down at her plump swollen lips from their previous kiss fueled by pure hatred. Their eyes burned into each other's as Theo's fingers found her lacy thong. He couldn't help but swallow at the dampness coating the small piece of fabric.

"Naomi, tell me to stop" he breathed out

He couldn't go any further without her permission. He couldn't take this step. He wanted her, but the kiss was one thing and this was something completely different. They couldn't come back from this the moment he continued. He needed her to say she didn't want this. Once she said that he would leave her alone. He wouldn't try anything anymore, then he would know she wouldn't change her mind. Then he would know she didn't want him.

Naomi didn't respond. She just looked right back into his eyes as she felt him stroke his fingers over her entrance, feeling just how wet she was for him. Her legs almost buckled at the sensation of him being so close to her. Of her knowing how hesitant he was to take it further, but she couldn't talk. She couldn't say anything. If she did, it would make it all so real. She just needed him. She needed him with no words said. No consequences. No expectations. Just this moment.

He groaned in frustration he wanted her but he needed confirmation. His fingers moved her panties to the side and she subconsciously spread her legs, he began to tease her by stroking his fingers up and down her lips.

"I-I need you to tell me stop. I need you to stop me-" he grunted, as she used her own hand and guided his fingers inside of her.

Her breathing picked up at she felt his digits stand still inside of her. She couldn't help but clamp around them. With every grunt and groan that left his lips she grew wetter. She grew wetter at the sight of his eyes boring into hers. At the sound of him trying to hold himself back.

She couldn't wait any longer. She began to assist his hand in letting his fingers move in and out of her. She rocked her hips to assist her high. She let out a small whimper.

She couldn't help but realise how his voice alone made her hatred for him melt away. The fact that he was begging for her permission to go further. She couldn't help but pant as she held his hand in the place she needed him most.

Her head fell back, against the door, in pleasure. Theo had begun to slide his digits in and out of her on his own accord. He began a scissoring motion, stretching her out. Her eyes fluttered closed. Theo began to increase his speed as he saw this reaction from Naomi.

He couldn't help but take in her appearance at this current moment. He wanted this image burned into his memory. Her head resting against her bedroom door, eyes closed, lips parted. Her restraint in trying not to moan for him. Trying not to show him the power he had over her body.

The straps from her dress were long forgotten, as she arched her back. They had fallen to her elbows, letting her breasts spill out. She didn't care. Her nipple piercings glistened in the low light.

Theo licked his lips at the sight of her chest rising and falling.

"Fuck, look at you" he smiled, "taking my fingers like a good girl when I thought you hated me" he taunted as he curved them enough to make her bite her lip to hold back a moan

"Shut up" she argued back, hating that he had her like this and she liked it. That she didnt want him to stop. That right now, he knew knowing that he had all the power but she'd never let him know how much she was enjoying this