“You better,” he grumbled, but a lightness had returned to him. “All right, I’m naked and on the bed.”
“How do those Egyptian cotton sheets feel on your skin?” I stroked my hand up my length and twisted my wrist when I got to the head. Pleasure snaked down my spine and settled at the base. “Tell me everything.”
“They’re soft,” he whispered a little breathlessly. “Cool. I shivered.”
“Yeah? Fuck, Pet. Tell me more.” I licked my dry lips and the image of him lying on our bed, bare with all his beautiful skin on display, played in my mind. I squeezed the head of my cock again.
“Do you want me to turn on the video?” he asked as the sound of aclickechoed on his end. I’d heard the lube bottle enough times to recognize it.
“Would you be able to do both, Pet?” I desperately wanted to see him, watch as he fucked himself with the dildo.
“Yeah, I have a stand. Hang on.” There was more shuffling, and I pulled the phone back from my ear as the line went dead.Then, he called again, this time with video, and I answered. “How’s this?”
His handsome face filled the screen and he gave me a lopsided grin. His piercing blue eyes softened, and a sharp pain buried itself behind my ribs, making it hurt to breathe. I missed him. I needed to get home as soon as possible. This was hell.
“You’re beautiful.” I gave him a smile in return. “But that’s nothing new.”
“Compliments will get you everywhere, even forgiveness.” He stepped back, and I let out a harsh breath as his entire naked body came into sight on the phone’s screen. The only thing he wore was his red collar, stark against his pale flesh. My cock twitched and I squeezed it tight. He opened his arms and spun, his hard cock slapping against his thigh as he did. “What do you think, Boss? Do I meet your approval?”
I aimed the camera down to my cock. “Does this answer your question?”
A moan spilled from his lips. “Fuck yes.”
“Lang—”
“Language, I know. I know.” His grin widened as he jumped on the bed, bouncing on the mattress, before he lay on his back and shuffled down so I could get a good view of him. He bent his knees and spread his legs, and I nearly swallowed my tongue at the sight. He was delectable, and I had the inane urge to reach through the screen and touch him and kiss every inch of him. He picked up the lube beside his hip and rocked the bottle. “Want to see me prep myself?”
I stroked my hand up my shaft and down again, lust sharply shooting through me. “Yes. Show me.”
He stuck his tongue out between his lips, a puckish expression settling onto his handsome face. He squeezed some lube onto his fingers and set it aside before spreading his legs wider. From this vantage point, his arsehole peeked out betweenhis cheeks. My cock throbbed with need. I scraped my nail over the slit and shivered.
With one hand, he held open his cheeks while he pushed two fingers from the other into his hole. His entrance stretched around the width of his digits, and he threw his head back, groaning. I couldn’t see his face, but I didn’t need to because his blissful expression was seared into my brain. Conall never took much to prep, especially with how often we had sex, but it had been a couple of weeks since I’d gone to jail.
He took his time, dipping his fingers in deeper and making exaggerated sounds that made my cock ache. It didn’t matter how tightly I squeezed my length, I edged closer to my orgasm. To see him on our bed, in our room, was an irritating reminder of my situation—in a disgusting office with the stench of piss and shit, far away from my pet.
He whined deep in the back of his throat and his toes curled. “Fuck.”
I wasn’t in the right mind to lecture him again. Everything inside me was on fire. A warmth spread through me so hot I was going to combust. Need swelled in my chest and I wanted to equally fuck Conall and kill someone for putting me in here. Reyes would do.
“Boss.” Conall clapped his hands. I hadn’t realized he’d finished prepping himself. He pointed at the screen with two fingers—the same ones he’d had stuffed in his hole—and then gestured to his eyes and back again. “Look at me. I’m the most important thing in your world right now. Pay attention.”
I chuckled and inclined my head, positioning the phone so he could see my face better. “Sorry, Pet. Continue. I want to come to the sounds of you fucking yourself.” I spat in my hand again and wrapped my fingers around the base of my cock, giving my shaft a good squeeze. “Show me how much you miss me.”
He raised his foot and wriggled his toes at me, then grinned insolently. When I returned home, I was going to bend him over my knee and spank his cute arse, and I’d enjoy every second. The thought sent a tremble down my spine. He grabbed the dildo—the same one we’d created from my cock—and lubed it up.
I pushed down the urge to groan when he lined up the head to his hole. The dildo gleamed with lube and a flush spread across Conall’s chest and up his neck. He chewed on his bottom lip. While I couldn’t see his eyes from here, I imagined the pupils were blown in the way they usually were when he was about to be fucked.
He pushed the dildo in and his mouth parted in a silent gasp. His eyelids slid shut.
Desire slammed into me and my cock jerked violently. I tightened my grip around the base and cursed under my breath so Conall couldn’t hear me. I watched the screen, entranced by the way his knees trembled as he pushed the toy in farther until it was balls deep inside him.
“Fuck, Boss!” He shuddered and his toes curled into the sheets. “Fuck, so good.”
I took the chance jerking off, hoping I didn’t come too early. Seeing him was much better than listening. He was all sleek and long lines, his belly soft enough to lay my head on but with slim muscles to make him strong. His arse was rounded and his cock long and curved. The deep red collar was the finishing touch, completing his perfection. He was the most beautiful person I’d ever seen in my entire life. No one had anything on him.
“Use me, Pet. Get off on my cock.”
Bang!I jumped and glanced toward the door, but whatever happened was over before it had begun because I heard Taffart say “clear” loud enough for me to hear.
