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“Savannah Slate, get your ass back and show me that beautiful pussy.” His face was in his camera now, and he looked ready to stomp down the hall and throw me back on the bed.
“I need to shave, Ryan!” I reached for my pants.
“You do not. Now, please. C’mon. Help a man out. I only have like...thirty more minutes before Mitch is back. Go back to the bed. Please. I want to watch you get yourself off.”
I battled with the thought.
“Savannah...”
“Fine. But only because I’m horny.”
“That’s the best state to be in, when I’m here, ready for you.”
“I’m regretting my spontaneity,” I mumbled, putting myself back into position. What seemed like a great thought before, now seemed juvenile.
Not that I was having video chat sex as a teenager, but it just seemed like something the Snapchat era did.
“Don’t think about you. Listen to me. Watch me stroke my cock. You want your hands on my cock?”
Ryan was really good at this, I thought absently, before deciding to hell with it, and going all in.
“I wanted to suck you the other morning,” I confessed, putting my fingers back on my clit and rubbing soft circles. “But I was afraid of how you would respond. Waking up with my mouth on you.”
“Shit. Fuck, Savannah.” I watched his hand tighten on his shaft. “Next time, do it. Kay? I just almost fucking came from that alone. I’ve been imagining your mouth on me for days. Fuck, months. Years, if I’m being completely honest. And that would have been a fantastic start...”
“Was it not a fantastic start to your morning?” I teased, shifting and spreading my legs further.
“It was. God, yes, it was.” He was pumping his cock now, occasionally bringing his palm up over the head to gather the moisture there. I wanted to study the way he got himself off. I wanted to know what he liked so that when it was finally my turn, I’d satisfy him.
“Dip your fingers into your pussy.”
“Yessir.” I spread my fingers and slipped my hand down until my middle finger breached my entrance. I bit my bottom lip as I pushed the finger inside. It was odd, focusing on what I was doing and feeling, while watching his hand work his cock.
I wished that I could see his face like he could see mine.
I vowed that while this may not be the only time we’d do this, we were doing more of the in-person sex too.
Ryan continued to give me direction, and soon I found my own voice and asked him to do things to his cock, too.
In a matter of minutes, I was pumping two fingers into my pussy with my other hand rubbing my clit, and I was seconds away from coming.
Needing that release, I squeezed down on my fingers, and the feeling of the fullness from my fingers and the action to my clit, and I was there.
“Oh!” My hands stilled as I felt my body throb around my digits. When I pulled my fingers out slowly, they were followed by thick cum.
“Fuck, that’s gorgeous. It’s... Shit. Lick your fingers,” Ryan demanded and if I hadn’t been curious about it once before, many years ago, I would have probably balked at the idea.
Instead, I brought my fingers to my lips at the same time I changed positions so it was my face in the camera, as I lay on my belly, and sucked my fingers into my mouth.
Then Ryan was grunting and I could see as his cum came up to decorate his abs.
“Fuck, I need to shower,” he groaned, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
I was happy, and free, and it was Ryan who brought me there.
It had always been Ryan.
“Stay right there. Like that...” And then his hands were moving toward the camera before he said, “Fucking gorgeous.”
