“Mmm.” I took another hit and exhaled. “You gon’ keep lyin’ to my face now, huh?” She stayed quiet. “I know you ain’t got on no panties under that big ass T-shirt, so, spread them legs and show me.”
“Woods…”
I didn’t say shit else. I just stared into the camera. And when she finally shifted, I knew I had her. I set my phone againstthe ashtray on the coffee table and angled it so I could get a better view while she set up her phone, too. Soon enough, she was back on her comfy-looking bed, a towel down, legs spread open. That pussy was so pretty.
“Mhm,” I groaned, watching her slide her fingers over her clit. Long, pretty ass Christmas theme nails. “That’s it. Just like that.”
I could see the way Autumn’s chest was rising and falling, the way her lips parted and her eyes glazed over while she stared. She licked her lips, still trying to stay in control.
“Fuck that pussy, gorgeous. I know you miss how this dick feels when I slide up in you deep and leave you stuck.” I pulled my dick out and she let out the sexiest moan.
“Mmm… shit…”
“You see this?” I asked, still smoking while I stroked my dick. “You see how bad a nigga missin’ you?”
Her eyes dropped to the screen as her fingers plunged and out of her wetness. She swallowed hard. “Yesss…”
“You want this dick for Christmas?” I asked. “Or you want diamonds? ‘Cause you can have both. But you gon’ work for this dick first.”
Her thighs shifted, opening wider. Pussy glistening. “Woods…” She let her head drop back against the pillow, and I could tell she was done fighting it.
“Fuck, that’s it. Play wit’ that clit. I know you ‘bout to nut.” She didn’t answer, just did as she was told and rubbed thatclit, mouth open. Thigh trembling. Set out another shaky moan, biting down on her lip. “That pussy throbbin’, huh?”
“Yes…”
“Mmm. That’s what I like. Don’t stop. I want you to cum just like that. Let it out, baby. I wanna see it.” Her hand started moving faster, hips rolling against her fingers, mouth parting with every shaky breath. My dick was pulsing in my hand. “Let it go, baby. Don’t hold it. Cum for me.”
She whimpered, eyes fluttering closed, her other hand gripping the sheets. “Fuuuck…”
“Tell me you miss me.”
“I miss youuuu.”
“Say you want me.”
“I want youuuu!”
That pussy squirted, making a mess as I groaned. Speeding up my pace, I nutted hard, breathing deep, letting out a heavy grunt as my nut spilled over my hand. “Fuck, Autumn…”
She laid there still catching her breath, hand playing in her wetness, chest rising and falling. We didn’t say shit for a minute. Just looked at each other. Both quiet. Both thinking. Then, I broke the silence as I placed the almost finished blunt in the ashtray and picked up my phone.
“I fuckin’ miss you,” I told her, walking toward the bathroom to clean off my dick. She looked at me but didn’t speak. Yeah, something was up with her ass. Shaking my head as I turned the faucet on, I said, “Get some sleep, gorgeous.”
She cracked a light smile. “Goodnight.”
“Nah. It ain’t gon’ be good ‘til I see you. And I mean that.”
She didn’t reply. She just ended the call, and I stood there for a long time after the screen went black. My jaw was tight, blood hot, mind racing. Something was off, and I wasn’t about to sit back and wonder what no more. I gave her time. Now I was taking control. Whatever Autumn was hiding, she could tell me when I got there.
Id i d n ’ te v e nwant to get out of bed, but the longer I lay there, the more I felt the laziness creep in. The more I thought about how fast the days were flying by.
Christmas was literally in three days, and I hadn’t bought a damn thing yet. Not for my daddy. Not for Troi. Not for the girls at the salon. And definitely not for the man that was not my man. But… Woods was notnotmy man either. And that’s where the confusion started. I pressed my palm to my stomach, sucked in a slow breath, and climbed out of bed.
By the time I made it to the bathroom and started brushing my teeth, the memories from last night snuck in. That damn FaceTime with Woods.
His voice was all deep and commanding. That half-lazy smirk when he asked if I wanted this dick or diamonds for Christmas. Those sexy ass dimples. Him talking me throughit, telling me to stop playing with him. My toes curling, teeth clenched as I tried to keep quiet in the dark. The way his eyes stayed locked on mine even through the screen, like he was really right there with me.
The hot shower helped clear my head a little, but not enough. I stood under the spray longer than necessary, letting the water beat against my back while I mentally ran through the shops I needed to hit today. Gift swap stuff for the salon girls. Something thoughtful but not over-the-top for Troi. Something decent for my daddy, even though I was still halfway irritated with him for switching up on me this year.
