Each second Freddy stares at me, I can swear my face is turning pinker. I then look for evidence that he's seen me, and I find it, right in his pants, staring me in the face. "How long were you watching?" I ask tentatively.

He answers by coming up close to me and putting my hand on his dick, "this long," he states. I take a sharp breath in, feeling incredibly hot, as I start to tingle throughout my body. He looks down at my breasts, and touches them with a tentative finger, I resolve immediately to not have a reaction to anything he does, then he pinches my nipples. I subtly take in a breath, but he hears me and smirks. He takes out his phone and shows a picture of the back of me as I was on the chair in a porn star position. "Pay back," He states.

"What do you want?" I ask and he already has an idea in his mind.

"Let me touch you until you cum." He states. I hesitate for a moment, not entirely sure I want him to see me like that, but I agree because of the blackmail photo. He starts placing his hands on my waist, cupping my bum as he moves around my body. Each of my nerves start to jump start, I was already turned on from picturing him as I danced and he's not moving fast enough, but I am way too dignified to beg for him to go lower. I feel his hands go up my shirt, slowly cupping my breasts and he takes them out of the bra. We both know that Carly went out to see her Boyfriend while we were supposedly going to fight, so we don't even think about her. I start to tingle even more, and I just can't stand it anymore. I start nipping his neck, and he slowly goes down my body, almost hesitant, but I'm not going to stand for that, he's hot, I am about to pass out from being so horny. I turn around so he won't see what I'm doing and I start nuzzling his dick with my ass so he won't notice anything weird happening.

I am about to stick my fingers down my pants when he instead takes my hand away, pulling me to face him once more as he takes off his shirt. I feel his abs, feeling even more horny than before. Every touch I feel of him is driving me nuts and he is not giving me what I need. I push him into the chair I was just on and place myself on one of his legs. I start to rub myself on his leg discreetly, but he notices and places me to straddle both of his legs away from him. "I want you to beg for it." He states.

"Why would I beg?" I answer indignantly as he put his hands near my butt crack, feeling his fingers over it like a cock, and then placing his other hand to stroke my inner thighs, sucking on my neck at the same time. I attempt to buck at the air as all of the sensations hit me at once. I start breathing faster and faster, biting my lip against the sensations, my hands on his dick in revenge. I stroke it over the top of his pants, the heat making me feel even hornier.

I can't stand it anymore as I unzip his pants with my teeth. He bulges out of his pants. I lick the bulge and he makes a sound that really makes me mad that I can't touch myself. He grunts when I start to suck on it. He starts to touch down my shorts and around my vulva, but not the one spot I need him. He's driving me near the brink, then slowing down and calling me back.

"Damn it." I state as I bite his neck. I lick his ear then finally relent, telling him to touch me. He takes his hand that was near my vulva and starts touching my clit. Not fast enough. I start moving myself faster against his fingers, he catches the hint. He starts moving his fingers faster. I take advantage of the fact that my hands are now free. I take out his button while I start pulling down his boxers and stroking him again. I finally bend down and taste him, later on deep-throating while trying to suck as hard as I can. I quickly move my hand faster on his cock, attempting to make him cum before me, even though I know the ploy is useless. I deep-throat faster and on the last deep-throat I do, he rubs me through my orgasm making me moan around him, making him cum in my mouth. I swallow obediently, as he picks me up, setting me down on his lap once more as he fixes our clothes. I fall asleep on his lap, but before I fall asleep, I can almost swear I hear him mutter one thing.

"I love you."