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“Not necessary,” I say quickly. “All that matters is this moment right here.”

She nods.

“Still feeling horny, darlin’?”

She nods, and I stroke my dick. Just once.

“Can you tell me what you need?”

Her lips part, a little puff of air rushing out.

“Or would you prefer for me to tell you what I think you need?”

Her pupils dilate, giving me her answer before she can find any words.

“Tell me what to do,” she whispers.

I stroke my cock again, already riding a knife’s edge.

“Good girl,” I rasp, watching as her chest begins to rise and fall faster, her nipples getting even harder than before. “Jesus, you’re like my every fantasy come to life.”

“Calvin.”

“Put your hand on your tits, darlin’. Let me see you teasing yourself.”

When she doesn’t do it immediately, I think she’s going to freak out and put the brakes on. But then, she shifts the camera slightly and I see her free hand moving. And then…Fuck. Then, she does as she’s told and precum starts leaking from my tip.

“Fuck.” I groan as she whimpers, gently squeezing herself.

“Can you pinch those perfect little nipples for me?”

And she does.

Jesus Christ, I’m gonna blow before she gets anywhere close.

I keep my movements slow, fighting harder than I’ve ever fought in my life to hold off my release.

“That’s it, darlin’. Pinch them and imagine it's my fingers teasing you. Driving you crazy.”

When she whimpers my name again, I have to close my eyes for a beat, or it’s all gonna be over way too soon.

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Calvin closes his eyes, and his jaw tics as if he’s in physical pain.

“What are you doing over there?” I ask, shocked by how raspy my voice comes out.

“Fighting,” he forces out. “I’m so fucking close, darlin’. It’s fucking embarrassing.”

Fire shoots through my veins, landing right between my thighs.

He hasn’t seen anything. He certainly isn’t touching me, and he’s that close already.

Jesus. Forget about his ego; this is doing incredible things for mine.

My panties, however, are freaking ruined.