I rotate my hips, wondering what his go-to fantasy is and wanting to do that for him afterwards. “Sir, wh—” I moan as the egg vibration thrums against my core.
A groan of approving pleasure comes from the mic as if it turns him on every time he sends a vibration to my clit. “Did you want to say something?”
With my head tilted back, I pant out the words, “What’s your fantasy, sir?” I face the camera, biting my lip while I wait for him to answer.
After a moment he says, “You on your knees swallowing my dick, your teeth scraping along my shaft.” He shudders as if it’s really happening.
Thoughts of sucking his veiny cock turn me on too, and I rock my hips faster. “Can I come, sir?”
“So soon? You can last a bit longer. I’m not done watching you like this.”
I slow my movements before I come. The need to let go is almost torturous.
“You like being tied up? Is that what’s turning you on right now?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Did he ever tie you up?”
“Who?” I stop my hips from moving. With my pre-climax haze, I can’t think straight.
“The guy you were sleeping with, but didn’t actually sleep in a bed with.”
“Ugh. Do we have to talk about him? I don’t want to talk about what I did with any other man. Just know I’ve never done this with anyone else.”
“All right. I want you to imagine you're riding my dick, nightingale. Sing for me when you come.”
I rock back and forth, being a big girl I’ve never enjoyed bouncing. It’s too much hard work, but this is how I get off, rubbing my clit against something hard while hitting the right spot inside. I cry out. My handcuffed wrists clink against the metal headboard, and I grip the pewter bar.
I watch the screen as his hand moves over his shaft faster. His rhythm and pace match my own as I rock faster, chasing my climax up the hill with panting breaths.
“This is all for you, nightingale.” He groans as he spurts ropes of cum all over his black top. And at that moment, my eyes roll back in my head.
The camera forgotten. It’s just him and me as my body clenches and pulses around the dildo, imagining it’s his cock and he’s filling me up. We moan together, milking our release until every last spasm is wrung from my body.
With shaking limbs, I come down from my high, my centre still fluttering against the vibrations. “That was incredible.” I've never been able to come in front of a client before, and I can’t remember ever coming so hard or quick with my toys, either.
“Imagine what it gonna feel like when it’s the real thing.”
My head snaps up to the screen. Another bout of tingles course through my body. I didn’t miss the way he saidgonna, like it’s inevitable. Not imagine what it would feel like. This man is certain he’s going to be inside me and when that day comes, I’d be more than willing. There’s something familiar about this man as if he’s the only person in the world who understands me.
The thought of him in real life makes the after-shocks harder, and I sigh as my body trembles for want of the real thing. But I want more with a man than just sex this time. I want a relationship and all the things that come with that, like marriage and a family, the whole shebang.
As exciting as all this is, I don’t think this man can give me those things. But after tonight, I don’t want this to stop.
19
SHANE
Ilean over and pot the red ball just as Dan walks into the back room of the Black Crow. “How’s it going?”
He shoves a hand into his black trousers, looking over dressed for this place. “Had to get out of the house for a bit. Dom’s all loved up, isn’t he? It’s too sickly sweet for my liking.”
I glance at Kane, knowing Dom’s not the only one turning soft at the hands of a woman. “I know the feeling.”
“Fuck off,” Kane says as he bends over to take his shot.
“How’s work?” I ask Dan. We don’t see much of him lately.
