Shattering his control

Kade's POV 

I could hear Elva twisting the doorknob of the kitchen, mere meters away from where I stood with her friend.

Her very scantily dressed, very thoroughly kissed friend!

"Fix yourself." I growled under my breath, as I tucked my shirt back into my pants.

Angelina frowned. "What?"

"Fucking fix your dress, Angelina! Elva is here."

Her eyes widened. "Oh, shit!" 

I watched in silence as she adjusted the straps of her dress, before turning her g-string into place. Watching her fix herself started a fresh wave of hardness in my dick again.

Cursing under my breath, I turned away from the girl and marched back to my seat, plopping behind my laptop. Angelina looked around wildly for something to do, before resorting to sitting on the tabletop in an attempt to look relaxed.

Elva soon walked in, arms laden with plastic bags. She dumped them on the table. "Oh, great, Angelina! You're here already."

And without a single word to me, Elva grabbed her friend's hand and led her away.

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I sat in a bathtub full of warm water a few hours later, my hand wrapped around my dick. Eyes squeezed shut, the image of Angelina in that sheer pink dress was in my head.

That was all I needed to get off.

A groan slipped past my lip as my thumb circled the tip of my member, as I imagined my thumb was her tongue, massaging pleasure into my body. I was close. Damn, I was so close!

The stroking soon turned to full-on pumping, as I kept that image of her in my head. Slowly, I began to undress her in my thoughts, taking off the pink cotton dress first.

I imagined her chest bare, free of a bra and ready enough for me to cup her breasts. I imagined her breasts as white as the rest of her skin, with twin peaks of pink, hardened flesh that were her nipples.

Oh, God!

The pumping became faster, as I imagined leaning down to take those nipples into my mouth. I imagined suckling on them, imagined her groan of pleasure, as she gripped my hand and forced it between her legs.

My other hand slipped downwards to my balls, and I gripped them, massaging slowly. I imagined her dripping wet and ready for me. In my mind, I pushed her thong aside, dipping my hand into the warm folds of pink flesh that was her pussy....

....Until a very familiar voice tore through my day dreams.

"Mr Ashton?"

"Fucking hell!" I swore as I jerked in surprise. I opened my eyes to see Angelina through the half open door of the bathroom, standing at the entrance to my room.

All she had to do was turn to her left, and she'd see me stark naked.And shockingly, I desperately wanted her to do that.

As though my thoughts had connected with hers, Angelina turned to the left slowly. Her gaze met mine, and then slipped down to my bare body, and her eyes widened.

But instead of rushing away from the room like I'd expected, Angelina stepped forward.

"You shouldn't be here." I murmured.

"Elva is asleep." She replied, leaning against the doorframe. "And it is way too late at night for me to go back home on my own. There is nowhere else to be, Mr Ashton."

“Your house is just next door, Angel-”

“I won't go home.” She shook her head.

"Find another room to sleep in, then." I snapped, feeling a blush creep up my face. 

"You cannot be here, girl."

"No, but I want to." She stepped even closer to me, her blue eyes burning with an intensity that got my dick rising again. "Were you wanking, Mr Ashton?"

"I wasn't!" I growled.

Her eyes darted down between my legs, before shifting back up to my face again. "Your dick is literally so hard it's breaking the water's surface, Mr Ashton."

Angelina stopped before the bathtub, towering over me even with her five foot one frame. She looked so waif-like, and yet had so much power over me. My dick throbbed just thinking about it.

"Do you want me to help you?"

"No!" I growled, even though my body was screaming yes. "Go to bed, Angelina, and forget this ever happened."

"I cannot forget, Mr Ashton." She whispered. 

"I cannot forget so easily."

Slowly, she crouched before the bathtub. My heartbeat increased to a pulsing crescendo, my eyes glued to her face. Angelina dipped her hand into the water that was now getting cold. She began to play with it, forming ripples on its surface.

Then, gently, she touched my leg, and a jolt of desire shot through my body. She began to trail a line from my leg, upwards, moving ever closer to my dick.

She took it in her hand, and then stroked a forefinger over its tip. I let out an involuntary groan of pleasure and threw my head back. "Oh, fuck, Angel."

I could almost see her smile through my closed eyelids. "Do you like that, Mr Ashton?"

"Keep....Keep...." I stuttered. "Just keep doing that."

Angelina continued to stroke my tip with her forefinger, slowly but surely. I felt my body warm up again, and a shudder sliced through me. 

God, was she good at doing that!

Grabbing her hand, I silently indicated for her to pump my dick. Angelina moved to her knees, then began to move her hands up and down, up and down, till I teetered over the very edge of an orgasm.

"Do you like that, Mr Ashton?" She murmured in that sweet, innocent voice.

"Kade..." I moaned, as I opened my eyes slowly. "Call me Kade."

"We cannot do that now, can we?" She said with a simper, all the while pumping my cock. 

"After all, you're my best friend's dad."

Her other hand moved lower and underneath my balls, finding that soft expanse of flesh there. My body gave a sudden jolt and my eyes flew open.

"Relax, Mr Ashton." She whispered sweetly. "I know what I am doing."

Angelina began to massage the skin under my balls, all the while stroking my dick. Soon, I began to pant heavily. I gripped both edges of the bathtub hard, feeling myself grow closer and closer to cumming.

Sparks flew in my head as I jerked forward, orgasming directly on Angelina's face. She gave a soft gasp and leaned backwards, eyes squeezed tightly shut as sperm splattered all over her face.

The throbbing in my dick slowly reduced until it stopped altogether. I leaned backwards in the water, staring at her in silence.

"You should clean that off." I advised, after a few seconds of silence.

Angelina slowly opened her eyes, glancing at me. Then she smiled a slow, soft smile and licked the load of cum off her lips.

"I know how to swallow," She murmured.

I watched as she wiped the cum from her brow, licking it right off her palm with the most seductive expression I have ever seen on a woman's face.

God, it took all my strength to look away from her at that moment. She was so hot, with that load of cum on her face, that it stole my breath away. I was close, so dangerously close, to grabbing her and pulling her into the water with me. I was precariously close to forcing her g-string aside and finger fucking her right there, in the bathtub, with my daughter two rooms away.

Angelina got to her feet and moved to the nearby sink, washing what was left of my sperm off her face. When she was done, she wiped her hands with the white towel directly above her head.

"Now," I sighed. "I want to touch you."

Her brow slipped upwards in surprise, and she gestured to herself. "Me?"

"Get in the water, Angelina!"