“Yes,” she whispers.
“Show me,” I practically growl.
She lifts her hand and even in the low light I can see the sheen of wetness on her skin. My mouth waters wanting to suck it off her fingers.
“Keep going,” I demand, reaching down to free my own cockfrom my pants, needing to wrap my fist around myself to relieve the ache.
“Then keep talking,” she moans, her eyes rolling back when I assume her hand is back under the little sleep shorts she always wears.
“First thing I want to do is kiss you again. I can’t wait to feel the way your entire body melts into me,” I start.
Rae lets out a low hum, and I continue slowly moving my hand over myself while watching the way her face contorts with pleasure.
“Then I want to taste all of you. I want to know if the rest of your body is as sweet as your mouth. I bet it is, and I can’t wait to find out. That spot between your legs that’s so wet for me is probably the sweetest pussy isn’t it?”
“Oh fuck, Grayson,” she moans, moving around.
“Are you trying to fuck your fingers more, Sunshine? Trying to imagine it’s mine touching you or are you imagining it’s my cock fucking you?”
“I-I want to see,” she plead.
“I’ll show you whatever you want,” I admit.
“Are you touching yourself too?”
“Yeah,” I grunt.
“Show me.”
I turn the camera around so she can see my hand wrapped around myself, and she lets out a low gasp. I move my hand up, squeezing the sensitive tip and groaning as I do.
“You’re so big.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “It’ll fit, baby, trust me.”
“Keep going,” she encourages. “But I want to see your face.”
I turn the camera back, and see her soft smile at seeing me again. This woman could have me doing anything for her and she doesn’t even know it. Or maybe she does. I swear, I’m completely hers however she’ll have me.
“When you’re wet enough for me, I’ll make sure you come at least once on my tongue or my fingers before you get my cock,” Itell her, my tone serious as I play the scenario out in my mind. Seeing how she would look with her cheeks flushed after an orgasm I have yet to see. “Then, I want you to get on top of me so I can watch you control how much you take at once. I want to watch you sink down onto me, see how well you take me.”
“Grayson,”she moans. “I’m close, please.”
“You like the sound of that? You want to ride me while I tell you how fucking beautiful you look on top of me? My cock filling and stretching you as you ride me.”
“Oh my God,yes,”Rae moans, throwing her head back, and my eyes are glued to her. I wish I was there so badly.
“I want to feel you so bad. You’ll squeeze my cock so tight I can’t fucking wait,” I groan.
“Yes, Gray, I’m—” she moans so beautifully it’s almost like the music she creates. This song is just for me.
“That’s what I wanted to see, come for me, so fucking pretty.” I work my fist even harder over myself, not being able to hold back much longer seeing her like this. I think about the visual I’ve painted and I want to make it real. Right now.
Her chest heaves with heavy breaths, her tank top has slipped down to reveal more of her bare chest, and I’m holding on by a thread as I fuck my fist.
“Your turn.” She smirks. “Show me again.”
I turn the camera back around and she lets out another moan while I work my fist faster and harder.
