“I know.”
The way he said it should have annoyed me. Instead, it made my breath hitch hard enough that his smile disappeared again.
“Bliss,” he said, and my name came out rough.
“What?”
“Don’t stop, keep one hand on your nipple and put the other hand in your panties and tell me how wet you are.”
“Okay.”
I playfully slide my fingers down my stomach slowly.
“Fuck you are stacked, Pip. Sexiest fucking body. Touch your pussy for me.”
I stopped playing after that and dipped my hand into my black lacey panties.
“Spread your legs more.”
I widen my legs and arch back as my fingers slide through my wetness before circling my clit. I bite my bottom lip and moan opening my eyes to see Cade watching me, intense blue eyes focusing on that spot between my legs.
“Fuck, slide your panties to the side, Pip. Let me see you.”
I moan again as I circle my clit. “Want my panties off, Cade.”
“No, I’ll wait until I can do it with my teeth.”
I pull my hand out so I can pull my panties to the side, letting him see my slit. I use my fingers to open me to his gaze and look at him.
I am shocked at how his face tells me everything. Mouth open, breathing heavy, small curses falling from his lips in soft whispers when I move my index finger over my clit.
“You are fucking soaked, Pip. Did I get you that way?”
“Yes.” I say moving my finger faster as my hips start rocking.
“You are so pink and soft. Put a finger inside and pump it.”
I slip my middle finger in and slide in and out.
“Put your thumb on your clit now and keep pumping that finger, Pip.”
“Oh…” I moan and rock against my hand.
“Fuck your hand, yes just like that. Grind that pretty little clit against your thumb. Fuck the way I want to eat your pussy, Pip. Devour you. You have me so fucking hard again.”
“Show me…” I moan as he moves the camera and I watch as he slides his hands through the front of his boxers and pulls his cock out.
“You’re big.” I say rocking my hips harder and I am so close.
Cade laughs and grips his cock, stroking a few times before moving the camera back to his face. “You’ll make me come if I touch my dick, Bliss. I need to see you come.”
“Yes, fuck I want to watch you too. Can I and that still be fair?”
He laughs as his camera swaps so I can see down his chest and watch him remove his boxers. “More than fair, keep going Pip. Tell me what you are thinking about.”
“That it’s your fingers doing this to me.” He groans and I watch as he strokes his cock hard and fast. Brutal tugs up and down his long length and nothing like in his closet. This is not controlled—this is need. “Oh shit, watching you is going to make me come.”
“Come for me, Pip. I want to see you come for me, thinking of me.”
