Jesse pushed his computer around for a moment and Sophie could see him shifting to his side, adjusting sweatpants that had an obvious tent. “Isn’t this... kinda dirty?”
Sophie froze. “I hope not. I love you. Do you think we shouldn’t—”
“God, no! I’m just... I guess I was worried you’d think it was messed up that I couldn’t wait to see you in person. Am I too eager? Is that being pushy?”
“NO! Look, I don’t think it’s wrong if two people love each other and show it any way they want. I’ve never, y’know,shownanyone I love them, not like this.”
“Me, either. It’s okay.” Her eagerness returned, looking at Jesse’s sweet smile. “I just wish I was there to touch you. You feel so big inside of me. I love the way you fill me up.”
Jesse reached below his waistband and lifted out his rigid cock, stroking it for her hungry eyes. “You can touch me there tomorrow night. If we can wait that long.”
“Maybe at lunch?”
“Mom’s counting on us for lunch,” Jesse groaned, fist tightening. “But when I take you to see the sights of the town, maybe we can find some secluded spots.”
“Outside? In the snow?” Sophie sounded shocked, but the sudden image of Jesse, his snow-white body ramming into her from behind as they coupled outside made her pussy drip. Her fingers plunged inside and she moaned softly.
“Not in the snow. I can’t exactly warm you up.”
“But you make me so hot,” she breathed out shakily, her fingers starting to pick up the pace.
“Oh, no, that’s you to begin with. Your tight little pussy is a thousand degrees of slick, wet silk. Damn it, Soph, I almost came the first second I was inside of you. You’re so tight.” Jesse pumped his fist up and over the crown, collecting the beads of pre-cum dotting his slit.
“Barely fit two fingers. Why do you fit in just right, then? Magic?” she chuckled.
“Two fingers? Is that how many are in you right now?” His eyelids fell shut and his head tipped back, savoring the thought.
“Let me show you.” Shyness around Jesse had left on the second or third morning after they became intimate. He adored her body, spending hours kissing her breasts, her belly, the hollows of her thin thighs, and the small swells of her rump, gifting her endless waves of pleasure as his tongue dipped and delved into her pussy.
“God,yes, show me,” Jesse groaned raggedly.
Sophie scooted again, pants off and pillows behind her back. Her free hand put the computer between her spread legs. At first, the sight of herself on the screen, even though it wasjust a tiny glimpse in the corner, made her blush. She’d spent years thinking she was pale, thin, and ugly. That part was never examined, never loved or admired. Jesse’s hungry moan and frantic pumping made those thoughts slip away.
“Show me all of you first. I wanna see your little slit. Wanna imagine I’m the one pushing into you, making you cum.”
It was her turn to moan, rubbing her clit hard. Sophie felt an erotic thrill as she showed him her pussy, empty, a tiny slit of dark pink. Then, breathing spiking, she parted her lips until there was a gap.
“Oh fuck. Fuck, Sophie, you’re a temptress. Touch yourself? Inside? Pretend it’s me.”
She didn’t need to be asked twice. Her fingers early penetrated the tight tunnel of flesh, dragging it out for his enjoyment. She watched his eyes gleam red and saw to her amazement that her eyes had a ruby flicker in their depths as well. “Babe— what’s happening?”
“Just go with it.” Jesse moved the camera closer to his face, fingertips brushing the screen as if he could caress her face. “Enchantress.”
Her skin rippled at his words. “Enchanter.”
There was heated silence, the sound of slippery pink being milked by white fingers as Jesse’s sculpted body tensed and shook, watching her pleasure herself. “Soph?”
“Soon!” Her hand left her entrance and gravitated to her clit, focusing on it, worrying it with her clenched fingers. The heat she sometimes felt in her chest when she was overwhelmingly angry began to blossom, but it stayed low. It didn’t push, it washed over her in waves as she came with a muffled gasp of his name. Her eyes opened in time to see creamy jets shoot from his cock.
“Oh. Wow. If it’s that good when we’re apart....” Jesse gave her a winded smile.
“It’s going to be even better when we get back together. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. And hotter.” Sophie thirstily grabbed the plastic purple water bottle by her bed and drained it.
“There’s some truth to that old ‘hearts aflame’ huh?”
“Maybe,” Sophie laughed sleepily, pulling the covers up over her chilly legs.
“I suppose it could be too much eggnog?” Jesse stood up and crossed to a corner of the room.
