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“Good.” My mouth tips up in a pleased smile.
That’s definitely a flush forming on her face. Interesting. She liked that.
“What do you need right now?” I ask.
“Harder,” she breathes, and tingles run down my spine. “I want to go harder. You always make me feel so good.”
The hairs on the back of my neck prickle as a shiver rolls through me.
“You know exactly how to make me come so hard,” she whispers, and my balls tighten.
There’s something about her approving tone that’s making me so hard I can’t think straight.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” I swallow, watching Hartley’s flushed face as she makes herself breathe hard.
If we were fooling around on FaceTime for real, her hand would be down those pink panties I saw this morning, swirling over her wet clit. She’d be soaked, I know she would be.
“Make yourself come and pretend it’s me.” My gaze is glued to the screen, and my breathing is ragged. “Touch yourself like I touch you.”
She nods, eyes half-lidded as she moans through my laptop speakers.
Jesus Christ. My hand rakes through my hair. I wonder if she’d follow directions like that in real life. If she’d give herself to me, or if she’d fight me every step of the way.
I don’t know which way I prefer.
“You, too,” she gasps. “Stroke yourself. I want to see.”
My cock pulses. Need is coursing through me, rattling in my blood. “I’m not going to last long if you keep making those noises, Hazel.” I’m addicted to the lust in her eyes. “You’re too hot. You’re going to make me lose it.”
I don’t know what’s fake and what’s real in this. I’m so hard it hurts, and the second this call is over, I’m going to replay every noise she made while I stroke my cock.
She bites her lip. “Mhm.”
“Are you close?”
“Uh-huh.”
I’m spilling pre-cum in my boxers. “Good. Keep going. Faster.”
I need to hear what it sounds like when Hazel comes.
CHAPTER24
HAZEL
“Fuck, that feels so good,”I moan.
WhoamI? The stupid crystal dragon sits on my dresser, judging me. Nothing’s changed since this morning, though, and we’re still pretending.
I think.
“What are you thinking about?” he rasps, watching me closely.
God, Rory does a good impression of horny. The low tone goes straight to my aching pussy. His eyes are dark, half-lidded, pinning me, and I wonder if he’s thinking about us doing all of this for real.
I am.
I’m thinking about that thick length pressing against my ass this morning and what it would feel like with him on top of me, pushing into me. My mind imagines what the sweet burn of him inside me would feel like.
