dbf! simon riley who ends up getting quite the naughty photo of you accidentally sent to him.
It was a mere slip, something that shouldn't have happened, but it did. Simon was never supposed to receive that kind of picture from you, but nevertheless, it ended up on his phone.
His eyes couldn't seem to look away from it, you in your pretty little lingerie set, posing in front of the mirror. Your back is arched, accentuating your plump and round ass, and how your breasts are filling the cups of your bra out so nicely.
Simon wanted to bury himself six feet down for all the thoughts that were swirling in his head about what he'd wanna do to you. The guilt was gnawing at him, but it was slowly losing the battle to the lust.
What the hell am I doing?''
He grits his teeth, the grip on his phone tightening. Before he knows it, his hand is drifting down to his cock, giving it a squeeze through his pants, which are feeling more and more constricted as time goes by. He's rock hard already.
The sight of you.... Fuck, it has his balls tighten.
Stop it, he tells himself harshly as his hand freezes on his crotch. You can't be doing this. She's your friend's daughter, for heaven's sake. Simon takes a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm himself down. But at this point, there is no use. He's already dug his very own grave the second he decided to keep looking at the picture instead of ignoring it or telling you off for being careless.
Was it really an accident, though? Simon wanted to believe that somewhere deep down, you purposely sent the picture to make him lose it. He knew he wasn't imagining it whenever he'd catch you staring at him a bit longer during dinners with your dad. The way you bit that pretty lip and glanced away the second he caught you. Just feigning innocence and going back to the conversation with your old man.
And soon enough, his hand continues stroking himself through his pants. But it's not enough as he pulls himself out to get a firmer feel and grip. The thick head of his cock is already leaking with precum, and he smears it down his shaft. Simon groans as he keeps his pace slow, eyes locked onto the photo like a lifeline.
God, you really just are the prettiest thing he's ever seen. Those wide eyes glancing into the mirror. He'd do just about anything to watch them roll back because of him. He wants to brand you as his, fill you up, and watch it dribble out of every single hole of yours.
He knew your dad would absolutely gut him if he could read his mind right about now. But youâd treat him so sweet, Simon knows he would.
His hand starts moving faster, stroking his cock at a more desperate urgency. Simon's breath hitches as he feels the edge inching closer. ââShitâŠââ In a flash, his orgasm comes crashing over him, his body shuddering at the euphoric feeling as the warmth feel of his cum coats his hand and dribble down onto his pants.
Simon sits there for a while, breathing hard as his cock starts going soft in his hand. He glances at his other hand, which is still holding the phone, glancing once more at the photo of you before shutting it off with a heavy sigh and closing his eyes.
He knew what he had done was wrong, but god if it didn't feel so good. Simon would still find time to scold you for being careless whilst keeping the photo in his gallery.
a/n: haven't written anything in two whole years, so I'm a bit rusty.
divider credit: angeliicide
