Daddy Issues

Solo play with vibrating razor, watched by Steve.

Aleks was alone in the bedroom when her eyes caught the glint of something half-hidden on the bedside table. She wandered over, curious, and picked it up. It was heavier than she expected, smooth in her palm, with a small switch along the side. She pressed it and nearly jumped when it came alive - a low hum filling the air, a faint vibration running through her fingers.

Her lips curved into a mischievous smile.

By the time Steve stepped into the doorway, she was perched on the edge of the bed, the razor humming in her hand. She looked up at him with wide, mock-innocent eyes, like she'd been caught red-handed.

"What are you doing with that?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe, arms folded but his gaze already heated.

She tilted her head, the sound of the buzz filling the silence between them. "I found your toy, Daddy," she said softly, the word laced with something halfway between teasing and longing.

Aleks lay back on the bed, the electric razor buzzing gently in her hand, its vibration trembling up her arm. Her breath was already uneven, a mix of nerves and anticipation. She wasn't alone. Steve stood at the foot of the bed, broad and still, his gaze locked on her like a weight she could never shake.

The knowledge that he was watching made every part of her feel exposed - and desperate.

She lifted her eyes to his, cheeks flushed. "You're just... just going to stand there?"

His voice was calm, low, but laced with something raw. "Yes. I'm going to watch my babygirl show me how much she wants it."

The words made her shiver. Slowly, she guided the humming head of the razor along her thigh, dragging it upward. The vibration buzzed through her skin, sending sparks higher, closer to where she burned most. She bit her lip, gasping, the sound spilling into the quiet room.

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly, his jaw tight. "Good. Don't hold back. I want to see everything."

Her hips shifted instinctively, chasing the sensation as she angled the razor between her legs. The first touch of vibration against her core ripped a moan from her throat, sharp and needy. Her thighs clenched around the feeling, the pleasure immediate and overwhelming.

"That's it," Steve murmured, his voice husky, thick with restrained desire. "Let me hear you. Don't hide it."

Aleks let out another sound, softer this time, almost a whimper, as she rocked against the buzzing toy. The friction, the hum, the intensity - it all blurred into a heady rush that made her heart race. She gripped the sheets with her free hand, knuckles straining, as she pressed harder, circling the vibration against her most sensitive spot.

Her eyes fluttered shut, but Steve's voice cut through, firm. "No. Look at me, Aleks."

She forced her lids open, her gaze hazy, glassy with need. Meeting his eyes while she pleasured herself felt so good, as if he were inside her head, her body, dictating every movement.

"Good girl," he said softly, praise curling through her like fire. "That's Daddy's girl... letting me see her fall apart."

The words hit her harder than the vibration. Her breath came faster, broken gasps slipping from her lips as her hips began to grind against the razor, chasing the rhythm her body demanded. She was soaked, wetness slicking her thighs, every pulse of the vibration dragging her closer and closer to the edge.

Her voice cracked on his name. "Daddy..."

Steve's eyes darkened, his hands fisting at his sides, but he didn't move. He didn't touch. His control only made her burn hotter.

"Keep going," he ordered, low and steady. "I want to see you cum for me. Right here. Right now."

The command undid her. Her body arched, back bowing as she pressed the buzzing head harder against herself, her thighs quivering around it. She couldn't stop the sounds pouring from her, high and desperate, her whole body trembling as if she belonged entirely to him.

"Faster," he urged. "Don't hold back."

She obeyed without thought, grinding frantically against the vibration, chasing the storm that was rising inside her. Tears pricked her eyes from the sheer intensity, the need too sharp to contain. Her chest heaved, her breath ragged, every nerve ending lit up under his gaze.

The peak slammed into her before she could brace for it. A cry tore from her throat as her body convulsed, thighs clamping tight around the razor. Waves of release ripped through her, rolling in relentless surges that shook her to her core. She writhed against the bed, her cries filling the room, utterly undone under his watchful eyes.

She collapsed back against the pillow, still trembling, little aftershocks shivering through her body as the razor slipped from her grasp. Her chest rose and fell, damp hair clinging to her temples, her skin glowing with sweat and release.

A line of clear viscous cum slowly oozed from her, trickling down her thigh on to the bed sheets. Steve looked on, barely able to contain his desire.