West & Vega: The Untold Jori

When Good Dreams Go Bad

I was in that strange state, somewhere between asleep and awake.

I'd fallen asleep with the taste of Tori's lips on mine, the smell of her skin all over me, the touch of her hands still fresh on my body. I woke up a few times and gazed at her sleeping form on the bed. My body ached to be close to hers. My higher brain functions had given up, leaving only primal desire.

It was in that strange half-state, with only a vague awareness of time or place, when I felt slender fingers slide their way up my right thigh. Their slow movement and gentle pressure were sweet torture.

I let out a gasp as I tried to force my eyes open. Tori lingered above me, her hair raining down between us, her eyes dark and intense. She eyed me up with a hunger that sent chills down my spine. Or maybe they were from her fingers; two of them reached the bottom edge of my shorts and slipped underneath, sliding  between my thighs.

I clutched the loveseat cushion. I couldn't look away from Tori; the lust in her eyes made me wet, but her touch drove me over the edge. Closer...closer...I had no doubt she could feel what she was doing to me.

Then her fingers withdrew. I looked at her murderously. She smiled, slid her fingers up to her lips, and took them into her mouth. Oh my god, the groan she made...

Then she teased her fingers around my lips. I could barely hold myself back. I tried to catch them, but she pulled them away, sliding them down my neck, over my breasts, down my stomach, under my shorts, straight into my underwear. That's where she slowed down.

Every breath made me wetter, every inch closer made me more frantic.

She smiled at me, leaning closer, gently brushing her lips against my cheek, teasing her tongue over my lips but never actually kissing me. I was utterly at her mercy as she tormented me above and below.

When her finger finally traced over the outside of my wet lips, I groaned. Loud. The moment she slid inside of me, I squeezed my eyes close and threw my head back. My breaths came in short gasps as she pushed her finger deeper, then dragged it back out, barely touching my clit before doing it again. She gradually built up a rhythm. I opened my legs and began grinding against her thrusts.

Her lips ventured to my neck. She kissed me, then pulled my skin between her teeth in a soft bite that sent a huge rush of moisture all over her fingers.

"Oh my god, Vega..."

It was like she was inside my brain. Everything I craved, she granted me.

"Oohhh, god."

A second finger inside of me.

"Mmmm. Look at me, Vega..."

A harder bite on the neck.

"Look at me!"

Her thumb on my clit.

"I'm close...look at me...!"

Faster. Faster.

"Vega, please!"

My breaths and groans crescendoed into a scream that might have woken up half the block. My muscles tensed and released as Tori's fingers continued their terrible, incredible work. I wanted to look her in the eyes as it hit me, but that's the one thing she denied me. So I closed my eyes as my body spasmed and rocked through the biggest orgasm I ever had.

Why didn't she look at me?

I was still trembling. I felt Tori's fingers inside me, but her presence was gone.