He sat his computer on something, and I watched as he shuffled his pants off. I was parched at the sight of his cock again, yet the only drink that might satisfy me was the taste of his dick in my mouth.
I had almost forgotten how nice of a cock it was.Fuck, I wanted that inside me.
I reached for the dildo on the bed and saw Gavin swallow, his fist tightening on the head of his dick. Precum spilled over, and I almost whimpered at how much I wanted him in the bed with me.
Spit dribbled from my lips onto the dildo. I pretended it was his dick I was about to put in my mouth, making me salivate more.
“I wish you were here,” I admitted.
“So do I,” he said. “Shit, Chloe,” he managed when I stuck my tongue out to run down the shaft.
My lips puckered as I took it into my mouth, slowly making it disappear and hitting the back of my throat. I hummed around it, and Gavin cursed again.
“You’re going to make me come,” he rasped. “You don’t know what the sight of you doing that does to me.”
I removed the dick from my mouth and moved it between my breasts, across my stomach, and then between my thighs. “What does this do to you?” I asked as I positioned it at my entrance.
His chest caved.
Ilovedthis.
I loved watching what I did to him without even being in the same room. He swallowed and began to stroke himself quicker. Harder.
A sharp gasp left me when I pushed that cock inside me, watching it slowly move in and out of my pussy as I worked it. I had to adjust myself on the mattress and move the computer slightly so he could see better.
“That’s it, baby,” he hissed. “You can take it. Put me inside you.”
The words sent me further down the rabbit hole.
“Fuck, Gavin,” I said, twisting that dildo, my hips moving as I got used to the fill. I grabbed the sheets with my other hand, my head throwing back onto the mattress.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said. “Taking that cock like the good little whore you are.”
My delighted eyes flew open to the computer, surprised he had called me that. A lump of yearning formed in my stomach, my teeth chewing the inside of my mouth to keep from smiling, and I swore my pussy throbbed around that dildo.
He smirked at me like he knew the answer to his question before asking it, yet he wanted to hear me say it nonetheless. “Is that too much for you?” he asked in that throaty rasp that I loved.
“Fuck no,” I said breathlessly. “Keep going. Tell me I’m your dirty whore.”
He snickered under his breath. “Tonight, you are, baby,” he said. “Look at you. Salivating for another man while your fiancé is across the world.” He tutted his tongue. “So greedy.”
I had the toy nearly all the way inside me, and my back arched off the bed to take it in further.
“How many times have you imagined me when you use that, baby?”
“Every time,” I said, my mouth open to the ceiling as I squirmed at the fill. Behind my closed eyes, I saw him above me, thrusting his cock torturously inside. I imagined him holding my wrists flat into the mattress, securing me in place.
“One day, you’re going to take me and that toy,” he said. “Do you think you’d like that?”
“Fuck, yes,” I managed.
“Tell me how it feels inside you,” he said.
“Full,” I managed. “Full and—god, I don’t know if I can take much more,” I added as I arched my hips to match the movement of my hand. “Shit, Gavin. You feel so good inside me. I don’t want to stop.”
“Don’t stop, baby,” and I could tell by his stiff voice that he was reaching his own end. “Fuck, Chloe.”
I looked at the computer. His head was thrown back, that strained expression on his beautiful face. My pussy pulsed, and I took advantage of his lapse in paying attention to me.
