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“Mmmmmm…” she moaned again, her eyes closing, as she rolled her nipples around, and pinching first one, then the other. “I wish you were sucking on them,” she said as she continued to play with herself.

“Suck on it,” I said, and so she did, slowly bringing one up to her mouth, her tongue first darting out to lick the hard little nub, her lips then closing over it, sucking on it

“I can’t wait any longer. I need to see you fuck yourself,” I said. “Flip the camera around, move the phone down to your pussy, and I wanna see you fuck yourself with your fingers.”

The picture flipped around and moved down to her pussy, which was glistening in the low light of her bedroom. She kept it completely bare, and she didn’t hesitate to push her fingers in and then pull them out over and over and over.

“Mmmm…fuck this feels good,” she moaned

“Just like that,” I commented. “You’re such a good girl.”

“This feels so good. I wish it was your cock…” she trailed off.

I could hear her breathing getting more ragged. She had two fingers inside and a third flicking her clit as best she could.

“Keep going baby, I wanna see you cum,” I said, my eyes glued to the screen as he removed my underpants, letting my erection spring free. I took my hard cock in my hand and started stroking it up and down.

“Fuck,” she moaned louder, “I’m gonna cum ….” I saw her legs clamp together, her hand buried inside herself as her orgasm washed over her body. It took a minute as she started to come down from the heights she reached just moments before.

“Look at what you’ve done to me.” I flipped the camera on my phone around, my thick hard cock at full attention.

“I want to put it in my mouth so badly,” she groaned, her tone and eyes filled with want.

“When I get back, but for now…” I trailed off, unable to finish my sentence as I stroked myself, finding it unable to focus on anything except her. I moaned a deep moan, the kind that never failed to get her heart racing.

She flipped her phone back onto the selfie camera. Her eyes glued to the screen, she started to pinch a nipple with one hand while the other found her slippery clit again.

“Fuck, I don’t think I’m going to last long,” I said, and I was right, I didn’t.

Our sex life is everything but boring.

Azzaria

I went straight to bed after that steamy phone call with Dillon. It was incredible, and he has no idea how perfect he looked while unraveling. I loved watching him lose control to me.

Saturday morning greeted me in a daze. I spent the entire day packing and sorting through my belongings. Nightfall had descended, and now I’m lounging on my couch.

Just as I began to unwind and get lost in my thoughts, the familiar ping of a notification on my phone breaks my thoughts. I reach for it and it’s a message from Dillon, and my heart skips a beat when I read his name. His messages always manage to brighten my day.

Dillon Xander

Missing you right now.

A soft smile graces my face as I craft my response.

Me

Miss you too. My day was hectic, but it’s better now.

As I send the message, a rush of warmth washes over me, knowing he’s thinking about me even from miles away. As I set my phone aside, another notification pops up. This one is a Google alert. I had set different notification tones.

I tap it and nearly gasp. This can’t be happening. The headline reads:

Just In: NEW LOVERS ALERT. CEO Playboy Dillon Xander finds love in mystery woman. Read page 12 for more.

This was the last thing I needed right now.

Being the person I am, I decide to read the article, and my jaw dropped.

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