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My hand winds through my hair, tugging, adrenaline surging the longer I look at her.
“It’s the granny gown, isn’t it. That does it for you?” she teases.
“Lie back and slide those hands up that granny gown, let’s see if I’m the orgasm whisperer from over here.”
Her face flushes. “I’ve never sexted before,” she whispers.
“Neither have I, but I like the way it’s going so far.”
“Me too.” She pulls something toward her and sets the laptop down. It’s at the perfect angle to see her now. “Huh, who knew my portable desk would be so handy?” She lies back and I sit up more, still leaning against the headboard, my laptop placed in front of me so I can see her front and center.
She looks shy all of a sudden, her brown eyes huge as she looks up at me.
“Let me see if I can tell from here how wet you are,” I say softly.
As hilarious as this gown is, when she lifts it up her leg, showing more and more skin, I get the allure. Cover up those goods and then reveal the package bit by bit. I can get behind that.
I can also get behind her stripping it off, but I don’t want her to be chilly. When she gets to the apex between her legs, I stop breathing for a second, leaning in to see her closer.
“I wish I could zoom,” I whisper.
She giggles.
“Spread your lips for me, let me see.” She doesn’t hesitate and I groan, seeing her practically dripping for me already. “I wish I could have a taste,” I tell her. “Dip inside with your middle finger, nice and slow, and back out. Swirl around some of that wetness. And this time, make sure you glide over your clit on the way back in, can’t leave her out.”
She does as I ask and her breath hitches, her teeth clenching down on her lower lip.
“I want to see you,” she says, her fingers repeating the motion, her eyes glassy as her hips start to arch to meet her hand.
I pull my dick out, fisting up the length of it with a tight hold, and she whimpers.
“I’ve never seen anything so hot in my life,” she says.
She lifts up and yanks the gown over her head, her tits bouncing as she lies back and resumes her strokes. Her nipples are dark red pebbles, just asking to be sucked.
“Pretty sure my view is the hottest,” I tell her. “I don’t think I’m gonna last long. I’ve been hard as a rock since we started talking.”
“I’m close,” she says.
“Go faster,” I tell her.
She picks up her speed, her middle and ring finger flat as they glide over her clit and inside and out, faster and faster and faster. Her breathing gets shallow, her mouth parting as she watches me in rapt attention. I follow her tempo, imagining my hand is her tight channel clenched around me.
“That’s it. I love being inside your hot, wet heat. You look so fucking beautiful. I love watching you…come,” I choke out.
Her head tilts back into her pillow and her eyes squeeze shut as she chants my name and bucks against her hand. It’s more than I can take. It’s hard to keep from shouting as I come so hard, streams shooting onto my stomach and chest.
I wipe myself off with the sweatshirt and she smirks. I shake my head, laughing.
“I think you can only beBigSquirt,” she says.
“It’s better than Wingtip, I guess.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-NINE
CRUSHES
SCARLETT
