He gripped my wrist and brought it to his lips, pecking against the abrasions. Feeling like everything was truly resolved I stood from his lap and looked around his apartment. I saw a large screen mounted to the wall and a few tables covered in laptops sitting in the center of the room. They were all powered down and I looked quizzically at Devlin.
“I had been trying to find Cameron since he scared you at the park. I was afraid to tell you about him, worried that you would always be looking over your shoulder. Turns out, I should have kept you informed. Then he wouldn’t have ever laid a finger on you. I’m so sorry.”
“No more sorries. From either of us. We have to move forward from here. There isn’t anything that you haven’t told me yet, is there?” I asked, needing there to be no more secrets between us.
Clearing his voice, he stood from the floor and offered me his hand. Linking my fingers with his, I walked with him to stand in front of the large monitor. He stood behind me and with his hands on my shoulders, he whispered, “There is one thing.”
Moving to one of the laptops, he punched a few keys and the monitor turned on in front of me, showing twelve split screens, all in high definition color. Stepping closer, I gasped and turned my head to Devlin, finding him with a smirk on his face. Whipping my head back, I watched as the monitors showing every angle of my apartment flashed black momentarily before they showed my apartment shrouded in darkness.
I observed as Devlin entered the apartment through the glass door and watched in fascination as he reappeared in another screen standing in my bedroom. He crept toward me as I slept and I witnessed him place his face in my bare pussy and inhale my scent, his hand gripping his dick.
I felt him step behind me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist as I watched him secure my hands to the bed before crawling between my spread legs on the monitor. He pushed something on his phone and the whole screen showed me asleep in my bedroom as he stood powerfully over me. My pussy became wet as I watched him stalk me while I slept, knowing that he couldn’t live another moment without me. I felt powerful and desired unlike anything I had ever experienced.
I wanted Devlin to make love to me, but he hadn’t made a move to touch me as we watched ourselves on the recorded screen. I closed my eyes at the visual of him spearing me with his thick cock and I groaned low in my throat.
He brought his mouth down, whispering in my ear, “I told you, lamb.I’m always watching. Does that bother you?”
“I like that you couldn’t live without me,” I admitted and turned in his arms, pushing to my tiptoes and kissing him, the need to be with him driving me.“Because I couldn’t live without you.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he winced from my touch. Stepping back, he stopped me before lifting his shirt and showing me the dark bruises blooming on his side. Kissing the damaged skin, I heard him gasp and saw his dick lurch in his pants.
It would freak most people out to find out someone had been spying on them, but knowing Devlin had watched me for so many years made me feel cherished and precious. I guess our obsessions had meshed into our love making this right for us.
I smiled up at him and suggested, “Do you know what we both need?” I answered without waiting for him, “A hot bath to soak this day away.”
He smiled devilishly and took me by the hand, leading me toward his bedroom. Walking in, I gasped. His room was twice the size of mine, and had a sitting room tucked off to the side. Pushing the door closed, I found a large claw-foot tub sitting in the room's corner with a window showing the lake directly behind it.
Turning, he explained, “I bought the building right after you signed the lease. I had this apartment renovated so I could be closer to you, and after hearing you tell your friend about wanting a claw-foot tub, I had one custom built.” He gently tugged me against him and whispered in a gravelly voice, “This one will fit us both.”
Turning the water on, two taps filled the tub quickly as he poured in a sweet-smelling oil. Laying a few thick towels on the table next to the tub, he turned to me and asked, “Are you sure? I can give you space, if you need it.” His eyes were filled with uncertainty and I nodded with a smile on my face.
He slowly stepped in front of me and grasped the bottom of my shirt, his eyes gauging my reaction as he exposed my skin to the cool air. I lifted my arms as the shirt came off and he reached around my back, unhooking my bra and sliding the straps down my arms. My nipples pebbled in the room and I felt a twinge of pain from Cameron’s cruel touch, but I refused to let him take any part of me away so I forced the bile down.
I pushed my pants and underwear down to my feet and kicked them off. The wild look Devlin sported as he appraised me standing naked in front of him emboldened me. I moved in front of him and lifted his shirt. He gripped it behind the neck and pulled it off, tossing it across the room. His pants were on the floor in the next breath and his thick cock was bobbing proudly between his legs. I glanced down then back up to his face as he gazed longingly at me.
He took me by the hand and led me to the tub, the water steaming up the room. Turning the water off, he held my hand while I climbed into the water. I sat down until it covered my shoulders and sighed contently into the room. I looked up to see he had a beautiful smile on his face, and I could feel his love shining down at me.
Reaching up, I offered him my hand and he gingerly stepped over the ledge and sunk into the water with a content exhale. Sliding between his legs, I placed my back to his chest and his strong arms wrapped around me. Resting my head against his shoulder, we enjoyed the hot water soothing our sore muscles and weary minds.
Devlin reached out and pressed a button on the wall before soft music floated through the room. He kissed me on top of my head, and I closed my eyes, allowing nothing but the feeling of his love to wash through me. Gone were the flashes of memories fighting to get to the surface. The feeling of dread and solitude was absent and in its place was affection.
“I love you, Devlin,” I whispered into the room and felt his arms squeeze me tighter against him.
Kissing me again, he responded, “I love you, Elise. Always.”
He gently dipped a soft rag into the water and washed my body, paying special attention to my chest. He never made a sexual move, only using loving touches and soft caresses as he cleaned every inch of my skin. I turned in the tub, straddling his thighs as I took the rag and washed him in return.
I could see his thick length bobbing in the water, but I didn’t make a move for it and he seemed content to have this moment, free from the expectations of sex. Leaning over, I kissed him softly and smiled before putting my head over his heart and gently hugging him. The soft music kept playing and it lulled me into sleep, the steady beat of his heart reminding me I wasn’t alone anymore.
I woke up in the bed, his warm body wrapped around me, keeping me close to him. I tried to slide from the bed, and he grunted, pulling me closer. Seeing the sun was shining into the room, I checked and saw it was after nine.
I wanted to stay wrapped up in him, but I needed to text my parents and let them know how I was. They were worried that I didn’t want to stay with them last night, but they knew that I would always end up here, so they relented. They recognized that while our meeting may have been unorthodox, the years he waited for me were enough to show that Devlin was a good man at heart. Even if he had done bad things in the past.
I felt his length pressed against my naked ass and my pussy was slick with need. Slowly reaching behind me, I grasped his length with my hand and pumped him a few times, earning a low groan from him. He pressed himself into my hand and I lifted my leg, guiding the tip to my wet center. Rocking slowly, I let the head penetrate me and noticed that he was still asleep behind me, his arms wrapped around me.
Slowly, I moved my hips and felt him stir. Looking over my shoulder, he blinked his eyes before looking down and seeing his length disappearing into me. He gently flexed his hips and sunk in to the hilt.
He met my eyes and asked, “Are you sure? I don’t want you to think that we have to.”
