“Yes, Sir,” she rasps. “I love being a slut for you.”
Good god, this feels so filthy. The real her. The real me. Our real kinks revealed. They’re not wrong when they feel this right.
I brush my thigh over her pointed nipple. Teasing it. “You’ve been my DirtTGirl for years, and now I’m yours. So, tell me what you want.”
“You, Sir,” she whispers, singing to my soul as she leans forward, licking the leather over my swollen dick.
The chat explodes, loving us as I gaze down, my thighs starting to quiver at her wet kisses, long licks, and gentle bites over my leather.Fuck, Alena was right.I glance at my laptop screen—leather and lace—we’re an erotic sight together.
“You want this dick? The one that gets so fucking hard for you?”
It’s not a hallucination. Alena’s two women in one, dirty and innocent, my ultimate waking fever dream.
“Please, Sir.”
She nibbles my shaft, and I order, “Drag my zipper down with your teeth.”
The chatdings, over and over, wildly agreeing.
Her breath deepens. So does mine, watching Alena nip at my zipper until she has it firmly clenched between her teeth, slowly obeying. As she tugs it down, my dick springs free, jutting high and hard, my tip dripping with precum for her.
“Oh my god.” She drops my zipper, gasping at my painful size, my desperate need for her, and now I regret her mask.
I need to see Alena’s eyes.
Because there’s something in her breath, I’m so attuned to it. It’s my training. My past. My obsession with her. She breathes with an anxious innocence I’ve known as well.
Holy shit.
I reach over, slamming the laptop shut, ending the show. We’re no longer online. No cameras. No audio.
It’s just me and her.
“Alena, have you done this before?”
“No, but I want to do it with you.” Her voice is sure.
But my heart swells, gently tugging her mask off, hertawny waves tumbling free. “You’ve never sucked a man’s cock before?”
Her lashes flutter, adjusting to the light. “I haven’t done a lot of things before. I might as well be a virgin, and I’m so tired of it. Please, I want to do everything with you.”
“You want to do stuff like this? You want to suck my cock online one day?”
She blushes, almost embarrassed. “Does that make me bad?”
Blood rushes to my dick like never before, my thumb trailing over her bottom lip. “Never, Babygirl. That makes you ALL mine.”
My training is gone at the promise of her. I’m eighteen again and, like her, embarrassed to say it, but it’ll be obvious in minutes.
“Give me control over this because I’m going to fucking lose it the second my cock is in your virgin mouth.”
“Yes, Sir.” She opens her lips. My heart. My world; I’m hers.
“You see how my dick drips cum for you? Only you?” I use my muscles, making it jump as I squeeze out a drop.
“Yes, Sir.” She pants at the sight.
“You’re going to make me come so fucking fast for you, aren’t you?”
