“Yes baby, I would. Why?”
Could she feel any more exposed by him?
“Why?” he growled with a gruffness she thought was due to his command and arousal.
“To taste me.”
“Do it, Tasha. Taste how sweet you are, but open your eyes. Look at me.”
She complied completely and as she sucked her arousal from her own fingers he watched her and she watched him. He really was there with her.
“I want to kiss my way down your body, baby. All the way to your pussy then remove your wet panties and lick you, baby. Do you like it when I do that?”
“I love it when you do that to me. When you make me come that way.” Her words came out in breathy pants. The electricity was already building in her stomach and below. How could she be so close to coming, at his words and her own touch?
“Take your panties off. You need to make yourself come with your fingers, Tasha. Move them back down your body and when they get to your pussy push them inside and move them.”
She nodded and closed her eyes again.
“Answer me,” he insisted, forcing her to refocus again.
“Sorry. Yes, James.”
“Use your thumb on your clitoris. Flick it like you like me to and open your eyes. I want to see you. I am the only man who is ever going to see you like this and I want you to see me, to know it’s me doing this to you.”
She watched the screen where he watched her. Her fingers moved faster, pushing her ever closer to release. The image on screen proved Jim was getting as much from this as she was. He held himself, his erection pulsed and twitched, the pre-cum glistening through the screen. She had forgotten, but somehow thought she might have exaggerated just how big he was in her own mind, but the image on screen suggested that was not the case. Tasha whined and moaned as she imagined the heat and burn of how he stretched her swollen and intimate skin.
With every move she made he matched her with one of his own, and as she felt her release break she cried out to him and for him. “James.” She was transfixed as he joined in with muffled gasps and the calling of her name then saw his explosion erupt before her eyes.
She lay there still for a few seconds until his voice brought her back down to Earth.
“You were fucking amazing. That was so sexy, Tasha. I just want to wrap around you now,” he told her. “Lie with me, baby.”
She frowned her confusion, wondering just how she might do that with a whole ocean separating them.
“Take your clothes off and lie down on your pillow like I was there,” he clarified.
With her clothes cast aside she lay on her side and found him doing the same.
“So, how was your first dalliance with cyber-sex?”
“Surprisingly good.”
“But?”
She flushed and looked away.
“Tasha, look at me. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“Nothing, it was good,” she repeated.
“So you said, but? What did you want from this that you didn’t get?”
He stared at her intently from the screen. He knew, he had told her what she would want after this and he was so, so right. “Come on, Tasha, talk to me, honey,” he implored and encouraged in just a few words.
“You told me I would want more from this and I kind of do. Although, it was very good, a most satisfying way to wake up in the morning.” She offered him a sultry smile and a small flutter of her eyelashes. “I may insist on it every morning now.” She smiled and attempted to lighten the darkness she could feel descending. The darkness and loneliness.
“It can be arranged, but you need a vibrator,” he said seriously.
