“I can’t even look at them.”
“Oh, should I put them away?” is her coy retort.
“No! Fuck. No! Are you wet?” I grab the tube of cream on my desk and squirt some on my fingers to lube my path.
“Of course I am. You’re jacking off in front of me, Zach.” With a frown, she squints at her screen. “Hey, is that my hand cream?”
“Um, no. God, you’re beautiful. When are you going to use that vibrator I sent you? I want to watch you with it so bad.”
Man, I hope that distracts?—
Her cheeks turn bright red and she changes the subject to: “I sooo can’t wait until I can get my hands on you too.”
“Ah, Jesus,” I mutter thickly.
My cock is back in business.
“How many times is that?”
I clench my eyes shut. “Too many.”
“What did we agree on?”
“Four.” Fucking four.
“That means you can come this time. It’s the third time you edged.”
I hiss.
How did I miscount when this is literal torture?
“I wish you were coming on my face.”
“Oh, Denny, Jesus Christ. Baby, I can’t?—”
“Sure you can.”
“This has become regular spankbank material since you told me you fantasized about this, but fuck, it hurts so much better IRL, D. Oh, god?—”
“Are you thinking about getting your cum all over my lips and cheeks? I’d look up at you and you could look at me and get me all messy. Then you'd kiss me and rub your cum into my skin and?—”
“Denny, I’m going to fuck you through our bed when I’m with you next.” I grate out the words. “You’re going to be begging for me to stop because you’ll be so overstimulated. Only when you’re as desperate for me as I am for you right now—” I pause. My hips lurch. I squeeze down on my shaft then tunnel my cock through the fist I’ve made so that I’m fucking it.
“That’s it, Zach,” she urges as cum spurts and coats my hand. “Keep on. I want to see you shake for me, baby.”
I do what she asks because it feels crazy good when I’m oversensitive. Using my ejaculate as lube, I don’t stop until my hips are bucking, and even then, I shudder through the aftermath of that intense orgasm.
When I give the screen a side-eye, I see her rub her clit and toy with a nipple. No way can I look head-on.I can only be aware of her in my periphery or I’ll come again.
That happened yesterday.
Fuck my life.
This woman brings me to my goddamn knees.
“I love watching you like this, babe. I love watching you come for me. I love how you’re so hard for me and how you want to be in my pussy so damn bad and… I just… I-I…”
My ears prick, hoping she’ll finally say the words, but she doesn’t.
