Page 93 of Over Time Advantage

I tilt the phone to give her a glimpse, and I hear her gasp. “Oh my god. It’s so…angry. I can actually see the blood pumping through your veins. Did you take something like Viagra?”

I roll my eyes. “Why in the world would I take Viagra if I knew I wasn’t going to be with you? Especially at a damn father and son overnight trip.”

Hmm,” she twists her lips. “It’s odd. I guess you’ll have to jerk off.”

“I just did, but it didn’t help.”

Her eyebrows pinch in confusion. “Tell me what you ate today.”

I go through my meals, but there’s nothing out of the ordinary.

“Anything else?” she asks.

I run through my day in my mind as one moment occurs to me. “Oh, I had a protein shake Beau made after our team workout. He said it would make me stronger.”

Her eyes widen as if in realization.

“What?” I ask. “Do you know something about those shakes? The whole team drank them.”

She scrunches her face. “I heard the girls on our team talking about it a few weeks ago. Apparently Beau makes something called a Boner Shake. It’s protein-rich and intended to increase testosterone production to help with workouts, but massive boners are a side effect. They were giggling like schoolgirls over it.”

My jaw tightens. “Was my daughter talking about said Boner Shakes?”

Her lips curl in obvious amusement. “I doubt you want to know the answer to that question.”

I lean my head back. “I think that’s what Humblecut gave me. That little shit. He did this on purpose. I know it.”

She laughs while she places the phone down as if it’s being propped on a pillow between her legs, around her knee area. She wiggles around as she removes her shirt and shorts.

“W…what are you doing?”

“Helping you. Tell me what you want me to do to my body. Touch yourself while you watch me touch myself.”

She lazily runs her fingertips all over her body like the seductress she is. They brush across her pussy before moving up toward her belly. “My fingers,” she breathes, “are busy thinking about you.”

I have to squeeze my dick as it begins leaking for her.

“Fuck, angel face,” I groan, “you’re so perfect.”

“Jett,” she moans as her fingers now move between her breasts, “tell me what you want. What should I do with my fingers?” She makes a show of sucking them into her mouth like a vixen.

The point of view is perfectly situated between her spread legs. I can see moisture beginning to pool at the apex of her thighs. I desperately want to bury my head in there and never come up for air again.

I lick my lips as I begin touching myself. If I thought I was thankful for technology before, it’s nothing compared to how I’m feeling now. “Grab your tits. I want to hear you lose control—just from my words.”

She’s got the best tits I’ve ever seen. They’re natural and big with the pinkest, most perfectly round nipples.

She whimpers as her small hands find her large breasts, rolling her nipples through her fingers.

Saliva pools in my mouth. “I wish I was sucking on them. I can almost taste them on my tongue.”

She brings one of her nipples toward her mouth and sucks it between her wet lips.

Holy shit. That’s an image that won’t soon leave me.

My strokes become ferocious. I might not have skin left on my dick when we’re done.

“Run your fingers through your pussy, but not inside yet.”