It’s amazing how much better I feel after talking to him. I’m able to breathe easier just knowing I have him to lean on.
“How about when I’m back we load up on snacks and find a show to binge watch? Just us.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Good. Now close your computer and put away the books.”
Laughing, I do as he says, lifting my hands to show it’s done. He nods with a smile.
“Don’t even think about touching those for the rest of the weekend.”
My lips twitch. I flutter my lashes playfully, dropping my voice to a husky lilt.
“Yes, sir.”
Easton gives a rough hum, eyes hooding. “That’s my good girl.” His gaze passes over me in a slow drag and the tip of his tongue traces his bottom lip. “I can still help you relax. Will you let me make you feel better?”
I bite my lip, heart fluttering. Even when he’s not beside me, he’s here for me in every way I need him. No distance will matter between us wherever life takes us.
“What do you have in mind?”
He brings his face close to the camera, grinning wickedly. Warmth blooms in the pit of my stomach in anticipation.
“Go get your favorite toy.”
THIRTY
MAYA
By the timeI turn my attention back to the phone, he’s stripped out of his shirt and sits against the headboard of his hotel bed. Arousal coils within me as his shoulder flexes, arm moving suggestively out of frame.
“Are you starting without me?”
“Just taking off the edge. You know it only takes the thought of you to get me hard enough to drill through a wall. Did you get a toy?”
“Yeah. I couldn’t decide.”
I hold up the vibrator we picked out together earlier in the month for Valentine’s Day. It has an app that he can control on his phone. In my other hand, I have a soft purple and pink silicone dildo I bought from an online boutique I discovered on social media.
His gaze brims with lust. “Your pretty little pussy wants to be filled up with my cock, doesn’t it?”
My core clenches with desire. Releasing a thick breath, I nod. He groans, arm flexing at the edge of the frame again while his grip on his shaft tightens.
“You’re so fucking sexy, you know that?”
“Not as sexy as I’ll be riding you.”
He forces out a ragged breath. “Yeah? Show me, baby. I want to see all of you.”
It takes a moment to get set up. Rather than lay down on the bed, I prop the phone on the pillows to get the right angle to look like I’m straddling Easton’s waist when I fuck myself with the dildo.
I want to be hands free to use the vibrator, so I grab a heavy glass jar with a flat lid that I use for storage on my desk. It’s short enough that when I stick the dildo’s suction cup to the top, it brings it to the right height to make it easier for me to ride it while he watches. I tested the toy this way once before and it works out nicely to keep it in place, allowing me to move how I want.
When I’m ready, I climb onto the mattress.
He’s speechless for a moment, staring at every inch of me. His stare stops on my chest.
“If I was there, I’d be all over those tits.”
