I grab the tumbler of scotch and take a healthy drink before I start removing my clothes. If he can do this, so can I.
Holy shit! We’re really doing this.
His eyes become focused as I strip off my clothes. I can feel his gaze. It’s intense. And I like this, more than I thought I would.
Once I’m ready, he helps guide me.
“Okay, grab your little friend and show me what you do when no one’s watching.” The calm steadiness of Darius’s voice fills me with courage.
I grab B.O.B., turn him on, and suck in a deep, shaky breath. Pressing him to my entrance, I sink him inside. No lube. Don’t need it. I’m already dripping wet for him.
Then he starts the dirty talk. “That’s it, baby. Fuck your pussy. Faster. Fuck, that’s hot.”
I follow his instructions precisely. Slide the silicone dildo in and out of me, mirroring the speed I visualize him using.
“Turn it up a little and let me hear you moan my name.” As he bites his lip, his hand glides along his shaft. “Does that feel as good as you think my cock will feel when I slam into you?”
“No. Darius… oh, Darius.” I focus on him.
Not on my pussy, spread wide.
Not on the way I’m fucking myself.
Not on the face he’s making while watching every second.
His dark, honeyed voice fills the room. “Right answer. When I finally fuck you, your little friend won’t mean shit. It won’t be nearly enough.”
He groans again, and so do I. “Fuck, baby, I’m about to come all over my stomach. Watch me. Don’t you dare look away. And when I come, you better fucking come with me.”
I watch. His hand tightens around his cock as he pumps faster. White streams of cum coat his stomach. The sight breaks me wide open. My climax surges free.
He just talked me through the sexiest damn experience of my life. Ten times hotter than doing it alone. Fifty times moresatisfying than my previous sexual encounters. He’ll destroy me one day, and I’ll let him.
I can’t move. I don’t care that my wet, shattered pussy is taking up his entire screen. I’m boneless, and he doesn’t seem to care either.
“That was hot,” I finally moan as I sit up.
“Don’t misread this, please. My brain just blew out of my dick, so I’m not sure I’ll say this right.” Darius licks his lips as he grabs a tissue, wiping off his stomach. “But fuck, Ingrid, your pussy is my kryptonite. When I finally get inside you, I may never leave. I…”
A comfortable sigh escapes my lips as I grab the phone, still smiling. “You what?”
“Spend your winter break with me. I know it’s a few weeks away, but if you don’t have other plans.” He brings his phone up to his face, filling the entire screen. “I’ll fly you to wherever I am. Please say yes.”
I flop back onto my pillow and think about it. “I have to fly home. Mother requested it. I think I should, at least for a few days. But there’s no way in hell I’m spending my entire break there.”
“We’ll play it by ear, then. I want you with me, cupcake. I miss you. God, I miss you.” Reaching out, Darius touches the screen. “I need to get my schedule under control. Being away from you like this is wearing me down. I’ve got an idea. We’ll talk about it when you come stay with me.”
As we talk, our words slur, and we fall asleep.
My phone dies sometime during the night, and when I plug it in, the first thing that pops up when it restarts is the sweetest text.
Be still, my heart.
DARIUS:
You’ve flipped my world upside down, cupcake.
Last night was amazing.
