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Yes, I tell him. I’m really hot.
Are you wet? Soaked?
Yes. Keep going, Colt.
Keep going? Keep telling you that I’m going to push your big juicy tits together and suck your nipples, first one, then the other, while I massage them, lose myself in them. I’ll swirl my tongue around your big, thick, perfect nipple, then, when you’re getting all soaked for me, I’ll slip my finger inside, making you come like that, my mouth on your nipple, my finger deep inside you.
I gasp as the orgasm teases against me, making it seem so close but just out of reach. I slow down my hand, rubbing slower, wanting this feeling to last. It’s not just the pleasure. It’s the certainty. It’s knowing that this is right. That we’re right, me and my man, and I never have to question it. I never feel that level of sureness otherwise.
When you come, his next text reads, record yourself. Let me see your beautiful face when the pleasure hits.
I almost tell him no, but then I rub my fingers quicker, thinking of his big dick sliding effortlessly into me, the closeness of it, of him, of us. Sitting up, I quickly take off my bra. I don’t let myself think.
Then I grab my phone and put it in selfie mode. My confidence is failing. I hold my arm out, put it on a wide-angle, and close my eyes so I don’t have to watch myself.
I think of Colt, pretending that the brush of my fingers against my clit is the tip of his dick, brushing me as he grinds himself closer to my core, as he inches closer and closer to my entrance, owning me.
The orgasm finally hits. I try to keep the phone steady. I don’t know if I succeed. I can’t think about much else except the wetness seeping down my legs, how hot I am, and the warmth in my stomach. This confidence of knowing I’m doing the right thing. Knowing I’ll always have my man.
Then it’s all over, and I open my eyes, panting. In the viewscreen, I see myself, the biggest smile on my face I’ve ever seen. I end the recording.
Send video?
I almost click no, the rush of the orgasm already passing, taking the confidence with it, but fuck that. I’m done with that kind of thinking. I’m so tired of feeling weak.
I click yes.
CHAPTER 22
Colt
“Oh, fuck,” I growl when the video starts to play, my balls close to bursting.
My entire shaft is aching with how much come is surging through me. My head is cloudy with the need. Lexi is lying on her side, meaning her curvy tits bounce each time she moves, the lamplight rippling across them. Her hand is out of frame, playing with her hidden pussy, and her face is so damn sexy, her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open.
I stroke my hand down my body and start jerking my hard dick. I’m lying in my underwear in bed, unable to sleep. There’s no chance of me sleeping now. I pump my dick, spreading precome, watching as her big tits bounce.
She moans softly. I turn the volume up louder and hold my phone closer. In the quiet of the night, she’s letting out quick, sharp moans as if she can’t contain her pleasure. I gasp as the tip of my dick begins to burn, almost an intense, pulsing feeling like all the come is gathering at my tip.
I stroke slower in time with Lexi. I’m almost salivating each time her big tits bounce. There’s something so primal about it. I can imagine her curviness swaying like that as I ram her from behind, like an animal, completely owning and dominating her tight, perfect body.
Did you get the video? Her text appears on half the screen as her orgasm hits.
I can’t acknowledge it, can’t do anything except pump my rock-hard dick faster as her mouth opens, and she lets out her loudest—but still quiet, still secret, still mine—moan yet.
The head of my dick becomes so, so fucking fiery. Come erupts out of me, all over my stomach, warm as it pools between my abs. I’m pumping fast, imagining her tight virgin slit, her inexperienced wet hole, imagining I’m filling her up with my come, imagining she’s on her back. Her tits are bouncing just like that, hypnotizing me.
“Fuh-fuck,” I groan, with somehow more come, like my whole body is emptying for her. Finally, the come slows down, my cock softening.
I just exploded over it, I reply.
Really?
Seriously. It’s pretty messy over here.
I guess you need my help to clean up, huh?
What does that mean? I type, smirking.
I was trying to sound hot. I don’t know. I’ll let you use your imagination.
As I clean myself up in the bathroom, my imagination does go down that road, making me think about my Lexi licking the come from my shaft and my stomach. She doesn’t just bring out the animal in me. She brings out the demon.
