“Hearing is fine. Hearing is good. I’m fine with hearing.”
“Even though hearing is what got you to this place?”
“What place? I’m completely in control.”
“You’re practically fucking your hand.”
“I don’t see why that’s a big deal.”
“It is, when I know you’re imagining my pussy.”
“I’m not imagining your pussy. I’m totally not.”
“So let me help you then: you’ve got me so turned on that my pussy has gone all swollen and tight. I can hardly get two fingers in, never mind anything as big as your cock,” she said, and it had the desired effect.
His voice shook, when he answered her.
“All the more reason I should just stay over here. That I should just do this.”
“Even though I’m busy working myself open for you?”
“Holyfuck. You’re notseriouslydoing that.”
“I am. I’m spreading my fingers inside myself as we speak. Getting myself all ready to take you. Though, really, I don’t think it’s gonna be that much work. I’m so wet now, so slippery. And so fucking eager—ohhh fuck, it’s hardly taking anything to do myself with three fingers now. They just glide right in, and oh man, they feel so good, they feel so amazing, I think I could just come like this,” she said, though she had to stop before she did.
Mostly because he looked like he was dying.
He was staring at her now, but it seemed against his will. As if her wet, greedy pussy had dragged him there kicking and screaming. It had forced him to watch her fucking herself like this, and now, he just didn’t know how to cope. All he could do was breathe in great ragged heaves and burn holes through her with his eyes.
And when he finally spoke, she didn’t expect anything good.
But by god, she got something better.
“Do you have a condom?” he asked, so plainly she couldn’t quite comprehend it at first. She told herself he must have meant something else.
Then he repeated the word, and she scrambled to answer.
“Yes. Oh my god,yes.”
“Turn around then.”
“You want me to—”
“Just turn around. I can’t be on top of you.”
She got it, then. Somehow, it made total sense.
While also being the most arousing thing she’d ever heard.
It actually made her voice judder up and down, as she tried to maneuver into the position he’d asked for. “Oh, fuck yeah, yeah, anything you want. Just tell me what you want.”
“I want you to be standing. All right? Lydia? All right?”
“Yes, yes, hell yes, one hundred percent yes.”
“And you tell me. You fucking tell me to stop if—”
“Of course, I will, baby. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.”
