Page 91 of Weston’s Treasure

“Baby, I’m so fucking hard for you, my cock’s ready to explode.”

“I’m gonna.”

“Slow it down, Silver, wait for me.”

“Can’t, Weston. I’m too close.”

Fuck. He started stroking his cock, knowing it wouldn’t take much to catch up, and he was right—a few hard pulls and his hips thrust up to meet his hand. Hearing Silver’s sexy whimpers, knowing she was fingering her tight pussy, knowing what it tasted like, knowing how fucking great it felt when it hugged his cock, so sweet and wet, had him fighting the urge.

“Take your fingers out and rub your clit.”

“That will make it happen faster,” she groaned.

“Do it, Silver. I want you with me when I come.”

“Oh, God.”

“Goddamn, I wish you were here watching me jerk off for you. My dick on the verge of exploding, thinking about how good it feels to be inside of you. How wild you get for me.”

“Honey!”

Fuck, but he loved when she called him ‘honey’, loved it more when she moaned it into his neck as he fucked her hard and rough. But loved it the most when she said it after he did something she thought was sweet.

“You like knowing all it takes is me thinking about you lying next to me, your tits pressed against me and I get hard?”

“Yeah.” Her answer more of a grunt than a word.

“How ‘bout knowing all it takes is me thinking about your sleek, soft pussy taking my cock and I’m close to coming, you like that?”

“Oh, yeah,” she panted.

“Oh, yeah,” he repeated. “Get yourself there, Silver, I’m gonna come for you.”

“I’m there, honey.”

“Fuck yeah, come with me.”

His balls started tingling, heat raced up his spine, his fist tightened, and he stroked harder, until hot come shot from the head of his cock, and pooled on his stomach.

“Wes…” That was all Silver moaned or all Weston could comprehend as the roaring in his ears intensified before his orgasm started to shift from him.

“That was hot,” Silver whispered after a few minutes of heavy breathing. “You get all growly over the phone, too.” Weston’s lips tipped. “I didn’t know if that would really work, but seeing as it did…”

“Yeah, babe, I’d say it worked, seeing as I got the evidence of how well it worked on my stomach.”

“Maybe we can do it again.”

“You want that?”

“Yeah.”

Weston’s grin turned into an all-out smile. Good to know his girl wasn’t just wild when she had his mouth, she could get wild and let loose over the phone, too. He liked that a hell of a lot.

“Anytime you want it, baby, all you gotta do is ask.”

“Okay, Weston.”

“You good?”