No way, this was just getting good

"Monica, wait!" I called out, and stepped towards her. She recoiled at how close I was now. And now her eyes were firmly fixated on my breasts, without even bothering to hide it. From this distance, our breasts almost touching, I could hear how husky her breathing was.

If I let her go now, she was just going to masturbate away and probably cum all over her bed. When instead, she could cum all over my bed.

"Here Monica, just one more thing." And I grabbed her hand, causing her to gasp. It was one of the cutest things I'd ever heard. Her palm was sweaty, and her fingers were a little damp and sticky. It took me a lot of self control to not lick them; I just needed her taste so badly. But Monica was like a deer, easily frightened.

I led her to my bed and sat her down. At this point I was so wet, it was starting to drip down my legs. I needed release soon, or I was going to explode.

"Um," Monica said. "what do you need?"

I stood over her while she was on my bed. I had to make my move now. She's still staring at my body. Her nipples were poking straight through her shirt. I could even see a tiny wet spot through her leggings. It was time. She's mine.