Forbidden Love - VegasTay

Chapter 11

"And what do we have here?" I hear someone say causing me to freeze dead in my tracks. I turn to the door way to see Vegas leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. "What are you doing with my blazer in the bathroom pretty boy?" he spoke smirking.

I swallowed hard. Words dared not come out my mouth. "Go on pretty boy. Don't let me stop you," Vegas spoke.

I slowly moved his blazer to cover myself up. I was embarrassed. This was embarrassing. Never in my life before had I been caught masturbating.

Vegas took a step closer and held onto my jaw. "You sound so seductive saying my name," Vegas whispered. "Fuck, Vegas," he mocked me. "Maybe if you put on a good enough show, I'll consider helping you again," he smirked before snatching the blazer from me.

"Go on pretty boy. Show me how you like to be touched. Show me how you want me to touch you."

I was nervous. I didn't like this, but my desperation got to the better of me. I took a step back and sat on the edge of the bathtub, spreading my legs apart.

"What a pretty sight," Vegas commented as he folded his arms. "It was a pity I didn't get to see this earlier."

I knew nothing I could say or do would change Vegas' mind about making me masturbate in front of him. But my body needed more than I could even comprehend. And even if that meant working for Vegas to touch me, I was going to damn well do it.

I ran my hand up my thigh as I placed two of my fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them slightly as I looked up at Vegas. He was no longer speaking, he just stood and observed with a smirk on his face.

I moved my fingers down to my entrance and lightly pressed on it as ran the fingers of my other hand across the tip of my erection. My touch was enough to send chills down my spine.

I moved my hand up and down my dick while I finger fucked myself. Between the imaginary scenarios and the one real one, the only person in my mind was Vegas.

"Fuck, Vegas," I let out moving my hands faster. "Ugh, fuck I need you so badly," I squeal in desperation.

Just then I felt someone hold onto my arm causing me to abruptly open my eyes. Vegas stood in front of me and pulled me closer to him. We now stood with our bodies against each other.

 Vegas stood behind me as we leaned against the sink where I originally stood. His leg was between mine and he knee pressed against my erection. "What a slut you are Tay," he whispered in my ear. "What would Time and Kinn think if they saw you here calling out my name?" Vegas spoke as he kissed down my neck and wrapped his hand around my dick.

"Your show was beautiful, Tay," he said pressing against my tip. "You deserve to be rewarded, pretty boy. Let me help you," Vegas continued.