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I moved the laptop so the camera could face the side of the bed. There, I zipped down the front of the tunic and let it fall off my shoulders to pool by my feet. He let out an appraising,masculine grunt as his eyes drifted down my body. I heated up, and arousal grew between my thighs.
“Damn, I miss fucking you. Squeeze those big, firm tits for me.”
I cupped my breasts and squeezed them, bending forward toward the screen.
“Fuck. That’s hot. I need more. Show me how you want me to fuck you. Make me jealous I’m not there.”
On autopilot, I did what Paul asked me. Climbing back on the bed, I moved the phone, picked up the dildo, and ran my hands over the surface. The skin of the sexy toy felt almost real, with raised veins, though the head was not as silky as Paul’s. Seeing his lustful gaze again turned me on. I thought of him as I took it out. Then, lying on my back, I opened my legs toward the screen.
“Damn, you’re soaking wet. That’smyNadia.”
I rubbed the dildo’s head against my opening, making it wet, and then I heard something crash.
“What was that, Paul?”
“I knocked something off my desk.” He’d unzipped his pants and had his hands down them as his eyes remained riveted on the screen. “Don’t stop.”
I eased the dildo in and shut my eyes. “Paul,” I moaned.
“Yes, baby. I’m here enjoying your sweet, tight cunt taking me.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
He groaned louder, and my breath came faster.
“Show me how you want me to fuck you.”
I imagined the shaft was Paul’s, and he was inside me, pumping me hard with all his strength. Then losing control when he couldn’t hold back from coming. My power over my movements had gone, and so had my composure. I stopped worrying about how I appeared, only how good Paul’s dildo felt fucking me.
My hands were moving on their own and pushing the shaft in and out of my body. I doubted I could stop even if asked. I bent my legs as my hands tightened on the dildo, rolling my hips as I angled it to stroke the spot that drove my pleasure. I could feel the peak and knew I was close to climax.
“Oh, Paul.” I moaned his name.
“Come, Nadia. Let me see you come for me, baby.”
My breathing turned ragged as I continued to fuck myself until I broke apart, screaming a curse. The dildo fell from my hands as my body quivered before the screen.
“That was the sexiest webcam I’ve ever seen,” Paul praised. He had a cloth in his hand, letting me know I wasn’t the only one who orgasmed. “Hell, I hate that I’m stuck here for another week. I need to fuck you.”
“I need you inside me, Paul,” I whimpered.
“Dammit, Nadia. You know how to make me lose my mind. Can you come to LA?”
I giggled and rolled over onto my stomach, propping my hands under my chin. “Paul,
you’ll see me next week.”
“I don’t want to wait. Just tell me you’ll come.”
His serious tone led me to believe his reason was more than sex play. Yet I wouldn’t make it easy and waited for his answer.
Paul exhaled long. “I want to fuck you, but honestly, I don’t want to wait another week to see you. I miss you, Nadia. I like having you with me. Your presence relaxes me and sparks my creativity. So what do you say? Come spend a three-day weekend with me in LA.”
Excitement grew inside of me, even though I could see Paul struggling. The unfocused glint in his eyes, the way he rubbed his jaw as he waited. It cost something for him to share his vulnerability. He boxed us within his set constraints, but maybe he was beginning to see what I’d already discovered in Paris. Iwas happier when we were together.He’s also horny and wants to have sex. Still, he asked for me.
“You want me with you, Paul? Then I’ll come to LA.”
Ben was at my door within ten minutes, leaving me little time to dress. After a quick shower, I put on a button-down lace shirt that showed off the black lace push-up bra and thong Paul reserved for my weekend wear with a pair of dark denim jeans and slingback heels. I had to settle on towel-drying my hair in the back of the car as we sped toward Paul’s private air hangar. The spontaneity of the trip left me little time to think. It also kept my nerves in check, though I wondered what Paul would do to me when I arrived in LA.
