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I love it when she calls me Sterling. It gets my blood pumping and my dick turns to stone, every fucking time. It started out as her nickname for when she didn’t have anything else to call me. Now she says it when I get into one of my stalker moods. It’s something I thought I would grow out of, especially in light of what happened with Eric, but come to find out, I’m still obsessed with watching her unawares. What surprised and pleased me was her acceptance of it. She confided in me that she secretly gets turned on thinking about me watching her. It’s crazy, and I never thought she would be okay with it, but I’m glad she is.
I still have my moments when we’re not together that I get an uncontrollable need to see her. I nixed the idea of putting cameras back in the house. I would never ask that of her, and I certainly wouldn’t do it behind her back. When those needs arrive, I simply skype her. She’s always happy to see me too, so it works out perfectly.
I step out of the shadows and give her a wolfish grin; her senses always alert her when I’m watching. She’s already unlatched the lock, so I push open the window.
“You fucking know I am. Now come closer.”
She smiles delectably at me and struts her fine ass closer to the window. Her tits are bare and sway with each step. My mouth waters with the thought of tugging on the tips with my teeth. When she comes to a stop, she puts her hands on the windowsill and leans out, putting those tempting tits closer to my mouth. I pluck the tip with a finger, making her moan the sounds that sends my body temperature up fifty degrees.
She leans down further and flicks her tongue against my lips. I grab it with my teeth and suck it into my mouth. My hands on the windowsill threaten to crush the wood.
“We don’t have time,” she murmurs, still playing her tongue with mine. “Your family will be here soon.”
“I’ll fucking make time. Back up,” I order.
She moves back and with a swift move, I hoist myself up and through the window. She giggles and takes several steps back.
“Where ya going?” I taunt and move toward her.
“I still have to put my makeup on and fix my hair.”
“Screw makeup and hair. Fucking your man is more important.” I take another step closer.
“Sterling!” she scowls.
Her eyes go wide when she realizes her mistake. With a squeak, she bolts for the bathroom door. I make it there just as she reaches for the handle. My body presses hers against the wood. She moans in delight and arches her back when my hardness meets her ass.
I put my elbows on the door beside her head and growl in her ear, “Say it again.”
Her breath hitches when she moans, “Sterling.”
I grind harder against her. Grabbing a handful of her hair, I yank her head back and take her mouth in a bruising kiss.
Once my need for her taste is somewhat satisfied, I step back and flip her around. Her tongue peeks out of her mouth and licks her lips. My eyes flare, and I reach between my shoulder blades and yank my shirt over my head. She’s panting heavily as she watches me remove my pants. Her legs automatically go around my waist when I pick her up. Her back hits the wall and her hands go to my hair, tugging my head down to her mouth at the same time I slam inside her.
Utter fucking bliss. That’s the only way to describe how it feels being inside her tight pussy. It’s my favorite place to be. She’s tight as fuck and sucks me into her body.
I plow forward, pull back, and slam back inside. She throws her head back and cries out in pleasure. I take advantage of her exposed neck and latch my mouth over the mark there. It needs to be refreshed.
“Sweet Jesus,” I grunt when her inner muscles clamp down on me. “You’re gonna suck me dry, Beautiful.”
She lifts her head and declaws one of her hands from my shoulders. With a sexy smirk, she palms one of her breasts, pinching the tip hard. The resulting moan from her makes me lose all control. With a growl, I power forward, keeping my eyes on her hand playing with her tits. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
“Bitch,” I mutter.
She laughs, bu
t it falls away and her eyes go wide when I hit the spot I know will have her gasping for breath. My fingers dig into her ass when I lift and drop her down on my cock and thrust my hips up.
Her release hits, and I grit my teeth when she spasms around me, greedily milking me. I bury my head in her neck and shout as she cries out her pleasure above me.
I rest my body against her, my legs turning weak. After we’ve caught our breaths, I carry her to the bathroom and set her down on the counter. Wetting a washcloth, I clean her, eliciting a moan from her lips, then clean my still semi-hard cock. It never goes all the way down around her.
She jumps from the counter and walks to me. I expect her to roll to her toes and kiss me, or at the very least, peck my cheek. Instead, she gives my chest a shove.
“Now that you’ve gotten what you wanted, out!” I raise my brow. “I need to get dressed, and as much as you like me without makeup, I prefer to wear it in company. I’ll do neither if you’re in here with me.”
