Chapter 171: Watching You
"You can see a lot by observing." – Yogi Berra
"If you have an important point to make, don't try to be subtle or clever. Use a pile driver. Hit the point once. Then come back and hit it again. Then hit it a third time--a tremendous whack." – Sir Winston Churchill
"Instruction does much, but encouragement does everything." – Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
"The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart." – Saint Jerome
"Imagination is the eye of the soul." – Joseph Joubert
"The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire." – Ferdinand Foch
They spent several more minutes just languidly enjoying each other before Sydney said, "You know baby, I should change these sheets..."
He chuckled, "K..."
She smiled and eased him off of her, careful not to harm him and helped him sit up. "Why don't we sit you in the chair while I change the bed."
"K," he said, getting up with her and moving to the chair. By the time they got to the chair, he was slightly out of breath.
Sydney looked at him as she squatted down, "You need the oxygen?" she asked.
He smiled, "Yeah, I think so..." he said nodding.
She smiled sweetly and brought it over to him, gently winding it around his ears and making sure it was snug before she turned it on. She waited until he took a few breaths, "Better?"
"Much..."
She kissed him and started to peel linens off of the bed. She took the crumpled pile of cotton and walked out of the room, dumping the dirty laundry in the hamper before grabbing a new set of sheets.
She smirked as the dryer sheet scent filled her nostrils, a pleasant and soft smell that wafted along with her as she carried the crimson linens down the hall back to the bedroom.
Vaughn was sitting as she'd left him, watching her intently as she spread the new sheets over the bed. He chuckled quietly to himself.
"What?" she asked, turning to look at him.
"It's a really good thing that Will and Francie aren't here yet..."
"Why?" she asked.
"Because you're making the bed naked...prancing around..." he giggled.
"Hey – you're no better clothed..."
"Well, no, but all I'm doing is sitting here..."
She giggled too, "Yeah, I guess I should watch that..."
"Maybe you like being watched," he suggested with a raised eyebrow.
She smirked back at him, "Would that bother you?"
"Who's doing the watching?"
"Well, you of course..."
"Then I have no complaints..."
She smiled and turned, the bed freshly made. "What exactly would you like to watch Mr. Vaughn?" she asked with a sexy gleam in her eye.
"Mmm...I could think of a few things..." he said, his voice catching, his breath deepening as he watched the scene play out before him.
Sydney dropped to her knees, and proceeded to crawl towards him, slinking seductively across the hard wood floor.
"Jesus Sydney..." he said, swallowing hard.
"Vaughn...what do you want to see?"
Vaughn responded, his voice rough, barely contained, "I want to see...you..."
"See me what?"
"I want to see you suck me..."
"Mmhmm..." she said, working her way up his legs, running her nails over the skin, making him shiver.
She knelt in front of him, reaching her hand out to take him in her hand, his erection already straining, almost flat against his stomach. Sydney grasped his cock roughly, pulling on the shaft as her other hand cupped and cradled his balls, massaging and manipulating them gently.
His head fell back as he felt Sydney start to pump her hand up and down his shaft. A low growl issued from his chest when he felt her wrap her hand around the top of his cock and twist gently. Her other hand stayed occupied on his balls, pulling them down gently, stretching the skin and amplifying what she was already doing.
She brought her gaze to his, and keeping eye contact, slowly moved her mouth to him. She gave him an evil smile before covering the head of his penis with her mouth and sucking roughly. Her hand trailed up to his curls, running her fingers through the coarse hair before she brought the hand back to the root. She gripped tightly, his body arching off the chair as all the feelings hit him. He moaned her name as her mouth momentarily left his cock, her hand taking over, while she lowered her mouth to his balls, sucking on each one in turn before licking her way around both of them. Her hand danced across his shaft, alternating between rough and gentle pressures, making him squirm.
She switched gears again, her hand once again manipulating his balls while her tongue began flickering over his cock. Her mouth covered him then, taking his cock deep in her mouth.
He watched the whole scene with a sense of surrealism. He loved Sydney and he knew that she loved him too, but the level to which each of them seemed to go for the other was staggering. As he felt his cock nudge against the back of her throat, the pressure deliciously bringing him to an imminent climax, he threaded his hand in her hair and choked out, "Syd…stop…"
She smiled victoriously and she sat back slowly, letting his cock slip out of her mouth gently, coated with wetness, "Yeah baby?"
"I'm so close…and I'm not done with my watching..."
She grinned, "What else would you like to watch?"
"You..."
"Doing?"
"Lay on the rug...let me see you..."
"See me what?" she teased.
"Make yourself wet..."
"I am wet honey..."
"Wetter then...I wanna see you do it...I want to see you touch yourself…"
"That shower gave you ideas huh?" She smiled, letting go of his thighs, but not before raking her nails down again. She reclined back on the rug, spreading her legs wide.
"Pillows..." he said overcome with the anticipation of the visual onslaught.
Sydney smiled lasciviously and grabbed a few of the pillows, still on the floor from her sheet changing. She placed one under her hips, and one under her head so she could watch his reactions.
"Shit..." Vaughn said quietly, as Sydney's core was bared in front of him on the floor. She wasn't lying, he could see the moisture as it threatened to leak from her center.
Sydney eyed him as she trailed her left hand from her neck down to her breast, running the fingers over the curve of her left breast while her other hand became occupied in her curls. She gently ran her fingertips through the hair as she moved agonizingly lower, until just the very tip of one of her fingers brushed her clit. Her hips arched off the pillow as her left hand pulled and rolled the nipple.
Vaughn's breathing took a definite turn, becoming raspy, even more full of tension than it was moments ago when she had her lips wrapped around him.
Sydney made sure he knew exactly what she was feeling, the moans and groans that came from the woman writhing on the floor a prime indication. To boot, she decided she should verbally tell him as well.
"Oh God…Vaughn…I'm so hot…" she said as her finger moved up and down the slit a few times before it dipped into her wetness. "Oh…I'm so wet for you…"
She began to thrust that finger in and out of her rapidly, the wet sounds echoing off the walls of the warm room, "Vaughn…oh…I need you so bad…I want to feel you stretching me…I'm throbbing for you…"
Vaughn managed to settle himself enough to tell her, "Soon baby…soon…think of your fingers as my cock…I'll be there soon…faster honey…"
She did as instructed, pushing her fingers in and out of her wet core faster and harder, her hips moving off the pillows in time with her finger movements.
"Vaughn…" she said, her voice gasping, her breath catching.
"Make yourself come Sydney," he told her, "Rub your clit…"
She brought her other hand down, switching places, her right hand moving to her clit while her left plunged back into her wet depths. Her orgasm ripped through her, his voice alone enough to make her come, but the eroticism of their activity was not lost on her. When the climax dissipated, she was still completely lost in sensation. Foggy visions of the room floated back in several minutes later. When she felt that her body wouldn't give out on her if she sat up, she did just that, sitting slowly and regarding the man who sat several feet away.
She almost had to laugh at Vaughn's expression. His grin threatened to light the entire house; the pride on his face was all too attractive.
"You're just full of surprises tonight Mr. Vaughn," she said breathlessly as she started to get up and walk over to him.
She sat on his lap, his erection trapped between them, pressing against his stomach. Moisture beads dotted his abdomen, and he could feel her wetness leaking out onto his thighs.
"Did you come baby?" she asked.
He smiled, his whole body covered in a sheen of sweat that matched hers, "Nope…" he said shaking his head and pulling her to him for a kiss.
"What's this then?" she asked, running her had through the moisture that was on his abdomen.
"That's just what you do to me."
She smiled and rubbed the moisture into his skin before bringing her finger up and licking the rest off, "What do you wanna do now?" she asked.
"I'm not done watching yet…"
