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“Beautiful,” he grates through his teeth. “More. Put two fingers inside. I want to watch you fuck yourself like I would.”
His voice, his expression, his everything get to me. This is so much hotter than I ever imagined. Being shy or worrying over the dimples in my thighs never even occurs to me. Evan just is that inspiring and like a duck to water I go for it, plunging two fingers deep. I thrust my hips wanting it deeper, pretending it’s him fingering me, in and out, just the way I like it.
I watch enraptured as Evan runs another hand down between his massive thighs where he grips the two round globes hanging heavily just under his upright cock.
“If I was there, I’d lick and kiss each ball then drag my tongue all over that steely length, ending with sucking on the tip, running the flat of my tongue along the underside until you go crazy and shoot off in my mouth. Then I’d lock my mouth around your tip and swallow it all down until you aren’t able to move.”
“Jesus!” His hands pick up the pace. “If I was there, I’d plunge my fingers so deep and hook them up and find that magical spot inside you. When I found it, I’d be relentless, tugging and tickling it while wrapping my lips around your clit and sucking until you couldn’t stop humping my face. You’d come over and over, baby, so much I’d be able to sink my tongue inside you and drink deep. I can almost taste the sweetness already. Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he warns.
I pick up my pace, turning to my back, but keeping my head to the side so I can watch him go off. The second the first jolt of his essence appears, my body convulses, the orgasm racing through my system, sending shocks of pleasure coasting along every nerve ending. One orgasm barrels right into another one as he coats his abdomen and hand, his neck and body arched powerfully in the most graphic display of virility I’ve ever seen. And it was the sight of me that did that to him. What a heady thought.
Eventually we both come out of the extreme wave of beauty that befell us and just lie there breathing, our chests rising and falling as though we’d run a marathon.
Evan blinks open his eyes and gifts me the goofiest, loveliest smile.
I give him one of my own, grinning happily.
He reaches for a washcloth on his nightstand that he must have prepared in advance and wipes down his chest, hand, and cock. I pull back the covers and slip underneath, my eyes never leaving him.
When he’s done, he slides under the covers and moves the laptop to the side of the bed the same way I have so we’re facing one another, face-to-face close up.
I smile.
“Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispers softly.
“Video sex?”
“No, the smile you just gave me after sharing one of the most intimate moments of my life. Thank you for experiencing that with me.”
I snuggle against my pillows and cuddle the blanket to me as if I were holding onto him.
Yawning, I close my eyes. “You’re gonna make fall in love with you if you keep this up,” I warn half-heartedly, my body languid and happily sated.
“I know the feeling. Goodnight, my Sadie.”
“Goodnight, Sparky.” I don’t bother shutting off the video feed, preferring to fall asleep to the sound of his breathing. If he were here, it would be the sound of his heart.
For now, I’ll settle for his life-sustaining breath.CHAPTER 10
QUARANTINE: DAY 10
SADIE“SADIE? HEY, ANGEL, YOU GONNA wake up sometime?” A throaty, rumbling voice enters my subconscious mind as my dreams start to fade into ether.
“Hmm?” I open my sleepy eyes and blink at the video screen still open in front of me. Evan is right there, a soft smile spread across his handsome face. What a pleasant sight to wake up to. I don’t even care what time it is. “Hey.”
“You make little baby snuffly snore noises,” he says.
“I do not.” I scrunch up my nose.
“It’s cute. Honestly.” He grins. “Good morning, beautiful.”
“Morning.”
“I sure hope I have a lot of this to look forward to in future.” His hair is a tousled mess and his bare chest is still as tan and mouthwatering as it was last night.
“Waking up to a laptop?” I joke.
“Waking up to you.” His gaze heats as he looks over my shoulder. Bet my hair’s a mess. I’m like the bed head queen twenty-eight years running now. And I barely even had any hair for the first year. Never mind. If I can’t be real with the man, then we have no business even being in a social distancing relationship.
“My mom’s going to want to show you embarrassing baby photos of me. Just to warn you.”
