Taunting the Stalker

Chapter 13- Hailey

I grin as I come down to the kitchen the next day, seeing he ate one of the cookies.
I knew he wouldn't be able to resist...
I go clean up around my place a bit before getting ready for work, wearing something I think he'd like.

•••

I smile when I see him walk in, sitting at the bar.
I grab him his drink as usual, working to make some other orders until some dude knocked his glass over.
I watch as it lands a few feet away from me, shattering behind the bar.
Great.

I sigh, going to pick it up, accidentally cutting my palm while doing so.
Fuck this.
When I get back up, my eyes widen. Ryder is standing right in front of me, so close my breathing stops for a moment.
Hey there stalker.

He insists I give him my hand and I finally give in.
He seems like someone not to debate this with.

His touch is so gentle as he cleans the cut, and I'm distracted by his bulging arms flexing slightly the entire time.
Yum.
I've never seen him in short sleeves before, and let's just say the jackets he normally wears were not doing him justice.
Damn.

When he's done, I snap out of my trance, looking back up at him.
I mumble a small thank you before going back to work.
He just returns to his seat, casually sipping on his drink like nothing happened.
His eyes on me like always.

After a few hours, he tilts his head at me to come back over to him.
I walk over with a smile.

"Could you make me your favorite drink?" He asks me.
Hm, this is new...
"2 drinks tonight Ryder? Feeling wild are we?" I reply with a smile.

"Only for you doll" he says and the biggest fucking smile comes on my face.
I can't even stop it.

"Alright then" I laugh, walking off to make him something I'd like.
I make up a raspberry martini, laughing to myself at the thought of this huge man drinking a cute fruity cocktail.
Oh I'm absolutely enjoying this too much.

"Here you go sir" I grin, handing him the drink.
His eyes get darker for a second when I call him that.
Interesting... good to know.
He grins at me as he takes a sip.
"Not your usual kinda drink huh?" I tease

"No... but it's surprisingly good" he grins at me.

I smile back at him before going back to working.
I notice him finish the drink later that night.
He actually liked it.

Ryder stays till I close like usual, waiting for me at the door.
He doesn't even ask me this time as he holds the door for me, walking me out to my car.
I'm wearing the jacket he gave me the other night and he grins at the fact.
"The jacket. It looks good on you" he tells me

I grin, "well now you're not getting it back"
"Good." He replies

We get to my car and he opens the door for me as I get in.
"Goodnight Ryder" I smile up at him
"Goodnight pretty girl"
Fucking stop it.
He's getting too good at making me blush.

I can see him still smiling in my mirror as I drive off.
He's loving this.

•••

I make my way home for the night, heading upstairs to my room.
Stepping into the bathroom, I take off my clothes before getting into the shower.

I let the warm water run over me, rubbing coconut body wash all over my body.

I spend more time than usual on my skincare once I'm out of the shower, putting my hair in a bun.
He thinks he's the only one who knows how to tease?
Coming tonight and flexing his muscles and taking care of me and shit.
I'll show him teasing...

I step out into my bedroom, just in a silky black robe that comes down to my thighs.
I take my coconut lotion, massaging it into my skin as I feel his gaze all over me.
But I'm nowhere near finished.

I then lie back on my bed, trailing my hands along my exposed cleavage, then down over my thighs.
I can feel my body heating up from his staring.
Perfect.
I spread my thighs open, knowing he can't completely see me, but he'll be able to see enough...

I trail my fingers down the inside of my thighs, making my way towards my pussy.
I was going to torture him with this...
I slowly began to touch myself, my fingers gliding through my wetness.

As I continued, I felt the loss of his gaze for a few minutes...
Maybe it was too much for him...
But then I feel it again.
Hotter.
Closer.
He came inside...

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see my bedroom door cracked open, and I can feel him watching.
But I don't care.
If anything, it turned me on more.

My fingers moved faster as soft moans left my lips.
This felt fucking incredible, I could feel how badly he wanted me.
And it was addictive.

I worked my fingers inside me, my moans getting louder as I get closer to my orgasm.
My heart is racing, the feeling of him there only making this so much more sinful.
It felt way too good to stop.

My orgasm rushed over me as I moaned, wanting him to hear me.
My breathing was ragged as I came down from my high, still feeling his eyes burning into me.
So fucking good.

I fought the urge to look over at my bedroom door, I didn't want to scare him off...
So I just simply laid back in bed, turning off my lights as I pulled a blanket over me.
I closed my eyes, lying there for what felt like hours.

My heart was racing.
I was waiting.
Waiting to see what he'd do.
I heard my bedroom door creak open softly...