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“Bend and spread your legs for me. I want to see your pussy glistening with your juices.”
My breath gets stuck in my throat and my body is shaking from nerves with a deep-rooted need to please him. Breathing in deep for courage, I bend my knees and part my legs.
“Wider, Beautiful. I can’t see you yet,” he says gruffly. His breaths become heavier in my ear.
I spread my legs wider, and I know I’ve gone far enough when I hear his sharp intake of breath. I can feel my arousal leaking out of me and running down the crack of my ass. It feels erotic as hell, sitting here with my legs spread wide for Sterling’s viewing pleasure.
“Put your phone on speaker and set it beside you. I want both of your hands free for this.”
I push the speaker icon and set it down by my hip. The next time he speaks, his voice echoes throughout the room, almost like he’s in here with me. It feels like a caress against my skin.
“Damn, you’re fucking soaked,” he groans. “I can see it all the way from over here. My cock would slide right in so easily.”
“Yes,” I moan, arching my back and gripping the covers at my sides. His husky words are driving me insane. The pure need to feel him touch me has my body lighting on fire. My breaths come in puffs and my toes curl up.
The shadow at the window shifts. I can just barely make out a figure in dark clothes. I strain my eyes to try to see his face, but it’s too dark, leaving me frustrated.
“I’m so hard for you, Poppy. So fucking hard. Should I touch myself? Would you like that?”
I wither on the bed at the thought of him doing just that. I feel so exposed with my legs spread wide, but in such a naughty way.
“Yes, Sterling,” I whimper, still keeping my eyes on the window. “Please touch yourself.”
“Not without you, Beautiful. Strum your clit for me. I want to hear you moan in pleasure as I stroke my cock.”
With a boldness I never knew I possessed, I release one hand from the death grip I have on the covers and place it on my stomach. The minute I feel my hand, I shiver in delight. Never has touching myself felt so erotic. I slide it down over my pubic bone, then the small patch of hair until I reach the hood of my clit. I bite my lip to keep from yelling at the sensations my own touch sends through my body. I rub the hard nub in small circles. My eyes fall closed, and I imagine it’s Sterling that’s touching me. My finger turns rougher, more callused with my imagination. I whisper his name and pinch my clit, sending shockwaves down my legs.
My eyes open when Sterling says, “Damn, you look so incredibly delicious sprawled out on the bed like that. I want to crawl between your legs and feast on your pussy. Slide a finger inside. Show me how slick you are.”
Without a second thought, I do as he says and slip my fingers to my opening, and push it inside. I swear I’ve never been so wet in my life. Sterling was right, he’d have no trouble sliding his cock inside of me. I bow my back and lift my hips off the bed. It feels so damn good, but I still wish it was Sterling’s fingers in me, or better yet, his cock.
“A
nother finger,” he growls. His tone and words turn my body to jelly.
I plunge another finger inside and my thumb goes to my clit. I hear Sterling groan beside me. Both of our breathing becomes heavy in the room. As much as I want to close my eyes, I still keep them on the window. It makes me feel more connected to him. I reach up with my unoccupied hand and palm my breast, pinching and twisting the nipple, just how I imagine Sterling would do if he were in here with me.
“Yes, Poppy,” he hisses. “Play with your tit. Are you imagining it’s my hand instead of yours?”
“Ahh… Sterling,” I shout when I feel my body tighten up, preparing for release.
“Do you know what I’m thinking about?” I’m so far gone I can’t form a reply. Sterling must sense my inability to speak because he doesn’t wait for an answer. “I’m thinking about your hand wrapped around my cock instead of mine. Your mouth sucking the tip before sliding it to the back of your throat until you gag. Your pussy clenching me so tight and taking every bit of cum I have to give.”
I shudder and buck on the bed. My legs cramp from holding them so stiff. My fingers slide in and out a few more times, before I move them back to my clit. I’m right on the very edge of plunging over.
Sterling’s groans and his breaths become quicker and heavier. The shadow at the window jerks with his movements, and I know he’s working his cock faster with his hand. We’re both so close.
“Fuck, baby. When I finally get my hands on you, and you know who’s taking you, it’s going to be hard, fast, and rough.”
His words send black spots dancing in my eyes. My orgasm is so intense I feel it in every fiber of my being. My body convulses and it feels like I’m floating away in a million tiny pieces. Beside me, Sterling growls my name into the phone at the same time I hear him at the window. I know he’s finding his own release. I feel bereaved because I wasn’t able to witness it in person, but also excited in knowing it’s because of me that he did. It was me that he was looking at pleasuring myself. It was me he was thinking about as he stroked himself off. It was me he was imagining in his head.
Once I fully come back to myself, I slowly sit up. Now that it’s over and I’m able to think properly again, embarrassment starts taking over. I’ve never been so bold before. Never would I have thought I would open myself up so completely and put myself in such a vulnerable position.
When I start to close my legs, Sterling demands, “Don’t.”
I stop and hold my legs halfway open. I’m stuck with indecision. I want to defy him and cover myself, but I can’t help but be pleased that he wants to continue to look at me. He makes me feel like I’m the most interesting and stunning vision in the world.
“Before you get dressed, there’s something I want you to do.” I hold still and wait for him to continue. “Walk to the window.”
