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Once again, I hit send without scrutinising the image, and watch the screen.
Her smile only widens as she takes in the photo, and I can’t help but laugh as she blatantly zooms in.
Oh hell, yeah. My dirty girl is desperate for more.
Theo: See what you do to me. You don’t even have to be in the room. I fucking burn for you, Hellcat.
She bites down on her bottom lip, a salacious smile on her full, delectable lips.
Shaking her head, she lowers her phone and tips her face to the ceiling.
I can imagine her giving herself a good talking to. Trying to convince herself not to get carried away.
“Come on, Hellcat. Listen to your body, not your head. Show me how much you want me,” I beg, as if she can hear me.
The thought of turning the two-way audio on and doing just that races through my head.
One day soon that’s going to happen.
I’m going to sit here and watch her follow my every demand.
My grip on my dick tightens, and a growl rumbles deep in my throat.
She moves, slipping down the bed, her vest hitching up over her toned stomach and giving me more inches to lust over before she copies my move and pushes her hand inside her shorts.
“Damn, babe. You’re fucking killing me and you have no idea.”
A small gasp of pleasure spills from her lips as she touches herself.
“I bet you’re fucking dripping for me. Have you ruined your knickers just thinking of me, Hellcat?”
She snaps a picture and sends it. My phone vibrates in my hand, but I can’t rip my eyes away from the screen. She’s writing something to go along with her photo, but her other hand slowly moves beneath the fabric, ensuring her lips remain parted, her back arches, and her hips roll.
My phone buzzes and I can’t resist the temptation to see what she’s written.
Hellcat: Until next time. Good night, Theo.
My hand drops as a moan rips from the tablet’s speakers and I forget all about that final message as I watch her.
“Fuck, Hellcat,” I breathe, taking her in as she works her body into a frenzy. I’m not even pissed she’s doing it without me, because she looks so fucking beautiful.
Releasing her phone, her hand slips under her vest, palming her breast and pinching her nipple as my cock begins to weep for her.
“Come for me, babe. Show me how hot you are for me.”
Not five seconds later does she give me exactly what I need.
“Theo,” she cries, her hips lifting from the mattress. “Theo, yes. Yes. Fuck.”
And fuck if I don’t come in my pants like a fucking twelve-year-old watching his first porno.
* * *
“I’m gonna spend the day at Mickey’s,” Emmie talks into her phone as she sits at her dressing table, doing her makeup the next morning.
I can’t tell who she’s talking to. Stella probably.
I don’t really give a crap, so long as I get to watch her like this.
