Page 45 of After Midnight

“With the worst case of blue balls ever known to man,” I grumble.

Now her lips curl up in the corners. “Well, I can’t have that happening. Maybe I can help.”

My baggy sweats suddenly feel way too tight, and when I glance past the phone in my hand to where I’m reclining in bed, I see I’ve got a full tent going on. I flick my eyes back to the screen. “And . . . how are you going to do that?”

Without hesitation, staring directly into the phone, she says, “I’m going to touch myself, and I’m going to tell you all the things I want you to do to me. And I want you to do the same.” She tips her head at me in the candlelight, soap bubbles clinging to her chest and shoulders. “Can you do that for me?”

I hope she can see me through the screen, because I nod hard. “Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.”

“Good.” She eases herself back into the tub, and one leg appears from the water. She perches her foot on the side of the basin, then makes a slow show of slipping her hand under the water. I can’t see anything, can only imagine what she looks like under all those soapsuds, what her fingers are doing right now.

With my other hand, I shove my sweatpants down, wiggling them over my hips and freeing my hard-on. Then I wrap my fingers around my shaft and being to stroke myself slowly, base to tip, then over my head.

“If you were here,” Remi says, voice low, “I’d start by taking all your clothes off. Then I’d touch and kiss every inch of your body.”

I make a small sound, gritting my teeth.

“Then I’d let you do the same to me.” Her eyes close, and I can see her arm moving slowly, making the water ripple. “I’d want you to touch me here.” With her free hand, she begins to massage her own breast, then squeezes her pierced nipple. She tips her head back on the edge of the tub. “And bite me here.” Her hand drifts from her breast to the side of her neck.

“You like biting?” I ask, my voice gruff now as I stroke myself to the sight of her. Fuck, I wish I were there right now.

“Mm-hmm.”

“What else do you like?”

She makes a thoughtful sound and shifts in the tub, then catches her breath. I’m so jealous of the water right now; it’s getting to touch every inch of her, while I just get to watch.

I pause for a second to grab the lotion from my nightstand, then slather it onto my palm before resuming my stroking, trying to pretend it’s Remi’s wet pussy around my cock and not my calloused fingers.

“Sometimes I like it slow. And sometimes I like it rough,” she says. “If you were here, I’d kneel on the couch. I’d take you from behind while you pull my hair.”

In the water, her hand moves faster. Is she fingering herself? Rubbing her clit? I grit my teeth harder, breath coming faster as I jerk myself off.

“Then, right before we came, I’d pull you down onto the couch and climb into your lap.”

Her words make me picture that first night in the club, the way she danced on me. I had to try so hard to fight against how horny she made me.

“I’d slide onto your cock . . .” Her breath catches, and the water trembles around her. “And I’d ride you slow. I’d take you deep.”

I’m so hard now, it won’t take much more for me to blow my load. I’m already leaking precum all over my hand.

But then Remi peeks one eye open and glances at the camera to say, “What would you do to me?”

Fuck.

I feel like she just put me on the spot. For a second, I scramble to try to remember how to use actual words. Then I finally say, “I’d grab your ass in my hands, slam you down in my lap.”

She moans softly, then whispers, “You’d want to do me hard?”

“I want to do you in all the ways. But right now, I couldn’t control myself.”

She closes her eye again. “Keep going.” Her voice is breathless.

I resume stroking myself. “I’d bury myself inside you and suck your perfect tits and bite down on them until you came all over my dick.”

Remi is breathing harder, her brow furrowed as she works herself.

“And then I’d fill you up with my cum.” As I speak, more precum leaks from my tip and down over my fingers. “I’d keep fucking you, and then I’d watch as it dripped out of your tight little cunt.”