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I lean forward and grab the phone, and then lower it so he can see my wet slit. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

In the little rectangular inset that shows my camera's feed, I can see what Raff is seeing. An up close and personal image of my coochie. Why does that turn me on so freakin' much?

His expression is harsh and intent. On me. I can feel the impact across 2500 miles.

"Touch yourself. Slide your fingers into those pretty pink folds and spread your honey up to your clit. Get it good and wet."

"I hope your office door is shut," I huff. But my hand goes exactly where he wants it.

I'm so wet, I'm going to need another shower after this. Sliding my forefinger and middle finger between my labia, I scissor them and send jolts of pleasure from my clitoris outward.

I moan.

"Giulia." Raff's voice is laden with sexual need.

"I wish you were touching me," I tell him.

"Whose pussy are you touching?" he asks gutturally, his hand spreading his own precum over his turgid penis.

"Yours," I moan, unable to give him my usual sass on this.

I miss him. I ache for him. I need him in ways he'll never understand.

"And whose cock is this?" he demands, like he's angry.

"Mine." He might not love me, but my husband belongs to me.

"Put your fingers inside. Come on,cara, fuck yourself for me."

Pushing both fingers into my slick heat, I shudder at the sensation. Both full and nearly full enough.

"I'm going to have to buy a dildo for these trips," I joke, my voice breathless as I slide my fingers in and out of myself.

I'm holding my phone so he can see what I'm doing with my other hand, but my clitoris needs stimulation. I'm so close to coming, my body is shaking with the need to orgasm.

"No dildo!" Raff looks and sound feral. "No cock in your pussy but mine."

"Alright, caveman." I'm not about to order a dildo online and have it delivered to my family's home.

Going into a sex toy store is out of the question too.

"I mean it,amate. Your fingers and nothing else until you are with me again."

"You're so bossy sometimes," I complain, though the words come out in broken gasps.

I'm so close and for whatever reason this conversation is only increasing my excitement.

"Come for me, wife. Come. Now."

Bossy.

I press my heel into the bundle of nerves at the top of my labia as I shove my fingers as deep as I can into my swollen vagina. Ecstasy detonates inside me with the power of crashing comet. My whole body seizes with the pleasure and I yell Raff's name.

I hear him shouting, "Giulia," but my eyes are closed and I can't even watch his ejaculate shoot out of his shaft. I imagine it in my mind's eye though and it sends another wave of pleasure through me.

Thump.

My side hits the bathroom floor with a painful jar. This time when I cry out, it's not in bliss.

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