She’s testing me like she did in the shower. It’s fucking unnerving that she dares to question my feelings, but, at the same time, I understand why she’s pushing.
She’s only ever had feelings for two men. Alex and me. I doubt what she felt for that fucker was anywhere close to what she feels for me, but it doesn’t change the fact she’s been burned twice and expects it to happen again.
She’s fucking breathtaking, lying on that bed. Eyes on the camera, she plays with her breasts, squeezing and kneading, her excitement accelerating the rise and fall of her surging chest.
I stop fucking breathing when she squirms, clearly in the moment, hell-bent on driving me crazy.
It’s definitely an invitation to join her when she brings her knees a little higher and the night dress pools on her abdomen.
Maybe not an invitation. Maybe a punishment.
Her sweet pussy comes into view, those perfect glistening lips, the strip of hair at the apex of her thighs... fuck. My cock twitches hard enough to crack fucking concrete.
She skims her right hand down her stomach, the left still toying with her nipple. Her knees fall apart, not much, not all the way, but enough that she can easily access her clit. My heart almost bursts when she drags two fingers between her pussy lips and... sucks them into her mouth.
A low groan tears from my chest. I adjust myself in the seat, leaning back and flexing my fingers into the armrests.
This is the most erotic show I’ve ever witnessed. The cruelest form of torture when she shamelessly stares into the camera, knowing damn well I’m watching every second.
With deliberate moves, she dives her hand back between her legs, covering two fingers in her wetness, then slowly slides up to her clit, pinching that little button the same way she’s pinching her nipple.
God, she’s fucking beautiful.
My fingers drill into the leather armrests so hard I’m not far from ripping them off the chair. It takes every ounce of self-control I have not to unleash my cock and stroke in sync with the glistening fingers slowly rolling her clit.
Heat detonates inside my body when her legs fall further apart. She cocks an eyebrow at the camera, holding my gaze captive as she licks her lips. Her fingers circle a little faster, and her hips start to buck.
Fuck. She can’t do this and expect I’ll just sit and watch. It’s been weeks since I had her. Weeks since I felt her. Weeks since I saw her... she can’t expect me not to get off on this.
Losing my last shred of control, I unbutton my pants, pull my shirt out, then yank the zipper and free my cock. There’s not enough room to get a good grip like this...
I slide my pants halfway down my ass and palm the base. Pleasant tremors roll through me, starting at the tip of my scalp and cascading all the way down. Eyes on the screen, on Hailey’s gorgeous, pink-painted face and the hand covering those parted lips to keep herself quiet, I start pumping.
Up and down, up and down, adjusting my tempo to match the fingers working her clit. I couldkillthe fucker who chose a camera system with no audio feed from the bedroom. I’d give my right arm to hear a single moan falling from Hailey’s lips.
It’d probably tip me over the edge, but fuck if I haven’t missed her sweet, uncontrollable little noises.
But there’s no sound.
All that soundtracks my efforts are the hum of the computers and my heavy breathing as I palm my cock, getting off on the most erotic porn clip I’ve ever seen. Hailey’s more titillating than any woman I ever fucked. Prettier than all of them put together. She knows I lose my goddamn mind when I see her naked, and even more when I can swallow her moans.
Her hips work faster, in time with her fingers, bringing her close to a spectacular orgasm. My head smacks the back of the chair, eyes idling between her pretty face and her perfect, pink pussy. The faster she works, the faster I jerk off. Every angry stroke coaxes my release closer to the surface. It builds at the base of my spine when Hailey bites her hand, muffling her moans and gasps.
It’ll be better for Koby, Ryder, and Broadway if they’re in very deep REM sleep right now. If I get any indication tomorrow that they heard her, they’ll sleep outside for the rest of our stay.
I twist my hand around my straining tip, precum pooling in the crook of my thumb when her eyes finally leave the screen, completely giving in to the pleasure rippling across her nerve endings.
She throws her head back, exposing the porcelain column of her throat, still missing the red marks from my lips, and I sense the moment the orgasm runs through her as if she’s right beside me.
Her body stills for a second just like it always does when she comes and then her thighs shake, toes curl, lips part, and...
I come, too.
Fisting the head of my cock so my cum won’t spatter my shirt, pants, or the screens, I sink my teeth in my bottom lip, shuddering all over. Warm cum hits my palm, dripping down my shaft, the orgasm so potent my vision blurs.
Hailey echoes every erratic breath I take. Her chest heaves while she draws lazy circles between her legs the way I always do. She throws a hand over her face, calming down slowly and I watch, calming down in time with her.
It takes a minute, maybe two, before she combs her hair back, staring straight into the camera like she knows I’ve just jacked off while watching her play withmypussy.
