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If only I could hold on to her. I told myself I wanted something physical, but it had always been deeper than that. I liked her. I respected her. I wanted to see her succeed.
My phone buzzed with a text. When I saw it was an image of Gia lying in bed with barely there lingerie, I fumbled the phone and almost dropped it.
Letting out a breath, I took a second look. The caption was:Home safe and sound. Gia wore a deep purple lace bra and panty set, her breasts spilling over the cups, and my fingers itched to tug them down. A second image came through with her rolled over and throwing a sultry look at the camera over her shoulder. In this one, her bra was removed, her back enticingly bare, and the lace of the thong disappeared between her ass cheeks.
When I recovered as best I could, I responded.
You always send naked pics to guys?
I didn’t think she was the kind of woman who did things like that, and it made me even harder.
Just you.
I wasn’t sure if that made me feel better.
Why are you teasing me?
It was more like torture.
Are you alone?
Fuck, yes.
What are you wearing?
Are you sure you want to do this?
Are you naked yet?
I fumbled the phone again as I stood and headed inside, locking the slider behind me and taking the steps two at a time to get to my bedroom. I toed off my shoes, unbuttoned my shirt, and flung it onto the armchair in the corner, then pushed down my pants and briefs, leaving them to pool on the floor.
I got set up on the bed and texted her again.
I am now.
Let me see.
I needed to regain control, so I video-called her.
Gia’s face came on the screen. Her cheeks were flushed.
“Are you touching yourself?” I asked, fisting my cock.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Gia said.
“Show me,” I demanded. “I want to see your fingers inside you.”
She tipped her head back as if my words made her hotter. “I’m not there yet.”
“Get there,” I growled.
She slowly lowered the camera, giving me a tantalizing shot of her full breasts, hard nipples, flat stomach, and bare pussy. Her perfectly manicured fingers were circling her clit.
“Spread your legs wider. I want to see if you’re wet for me.”
“I’m always wet for you, Silas.”
I squeezed my cock, almost losing it. I loved how free she was over the phone. Was it the distance that made her let go? Or the fact that she’d initiated this, so she felt like she was in control? She was going to find out that control was an illusion. Relationships and sex were a give and take, not one person leading all the time.
