“Not yet. I don’t know if you deserve it, baby. I told you I thought your self-restraint and discipline could do with some more work.”
She wanted to scream and shout. To tell him how much she needed him to make her come. She wanted to demand, but knew if she did it could result in a week of frustration, so she said nothing and closed her eyes.
“And open your eyes. I want to see you, baby and I want you to see me.”
She watched the screen again and her breathing hitched at the image of him as he held himself now. Her sense of longing went into serious overdrive as she gazed at the screen and remembered how big he was and how good he felt when he entered and stretched her until it burnt. She missed him, a lot, maybe too much. She didn’t think hernatural feelfriend would live up to James’ impressive prowess.
“Good girl. Get the vibrator and turn it on.”
She held the gently pulsating penis in her hand.
“Turn it down, start slowly. Still so eager, Natasha,” he teased with a smile. “Close your eyes and listen to me. What do you want now, Tasha?” he asked lowly.
“You know.”
“Tell me. Your mouth is usually full of profanities. What do you want?” he repeated
“I want you,” she replied coyly.
“You can do better than that, baby. If I was there, what would you want me to do? What would you be asking me to do, begging me? Come on, honey. I want to hear you come, but you need to tell me.”
“Fuck me, James. I want you to fuck me.” She flushed at her own words but was past caring.
“You know what to do, baby. I can see it in your hand, but that’s not where you want it—”
She lowered her hand and nervously placed the vibrator between her thighs.
“That’s it, honey, nice and gentle,” he encouraged. “Push it in more, and again.”
Between the sensations she had missed so much since she’d last been with James, the speed of the quickening she could feel and his voice talking her through this she knew this wouldn’t last long.
“Open your eyes, Tasha. Let me see you come.”
He groaned loudly and that was as much as it took for them both to reach an earth shattering climax. The screamed combination of James, God and profanities all merged into one while he simply groaned out her name breathlessly.
The vibrator was quickly discarded and they were both silent for a while as they regained their composure.
Finally, Jim spoke. “Fuck! It was even better than last time and that was pretty good. I just want to hold you now, and then go again,” he grinned. “Lie with me like last time.”
She moved the laptop so Jim was on the pillow next to her.
“Are you okay?” The sudden realisation that she still hadn’t spoken hit him. He needed to be sure she was alright, that she had no negative feelings about what they had just done, shared.
“Better than okay. Although I had a feeling I might be destined for frustration.” She answered honestly and was rewarded with Jim’s loud laughter at her words.
“So did I. Especially when your mouth started flowing, but you reined it in.”
“Only just.” She gave him a lazy smile.
He shook his head, but his smile remained. “I did wonder. I really can’t wait to see you Tasha, and to touch you.”
She smiled. “I miss your lips.”
“You like my lips?”
“Mmm and your tongue,” she added.
“Do you want to go again, honey?”
