Page 71 of Love In The Spotlight

“Maybe I need this in my mind when I’m alone on the road. We could talk on the phone and I could picture you doing it.”

“Phone sex?” she asked. “I won’t do video sex.”

“Neither would I,” he said.

He just didn’t trust anything even if it was live streaming.

She kicked her shoes off which was a bummer, but he’d told her what to do and wasn’t going to stop her.

Next thing, her shirt came out of her skirt and she started to unbutton it. It was as if he wasn’t in the room with her.

He wouldn’t be offended over that either.

Once her shirt was open, she turned and he noticed the white lace bra she’d had under her pink silk shirt.

She didn’t remove her black skirt. Just lifted it up and over her hips, then removed her stockings, leaving her in matching white silk panties. Barely there, but they were covering enough.

“Do you always match?” he asked, moving closer to her. He sat on the bed.

“I do try to match,” she said. “Most days. I planned this day more than most.”

His dick was already throbbing and straining at the zipper of his jeans.

She turned her back on him and opened a drawer next to her bed. He looked in and saw a few different toys and grinned.

She pulled a blue one out that had a little itty-bitty curved hole on the tip. He wasn’t sure what the heck the thing was, but it wasn’t big and would fit in the palm of her hand.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“You don’t know what this sex toy is?” she asked.

“Toys don’t normally come out when I’m around,” he said. Plus most of the women he’d been with had said they’d rather have him and didn’t need a toy. He was sure it was them sucking up, but he liked that Laken didn’t mind.

“I can see why,” she said. “I use these enough when I’m alone, but I like the way you’re thinking.” She hit a button and he heard a vibrating sound, then she put the tip of her finger over the small protruding hole and it sucked her skin to it. “Do you get it now?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Hand it over.”

She did without question and wiggled out of her panties, leaned against her pillows and bent her knees on her bed opening up for him.

His finger came out and touched the dew gathering, then he put the tip of the toy on her swollen bud and could hear it sticking like a suction cup while it vibrated.

Laken let out a loud moan and arched up.

His eyes lifted and he could see the ecstasy on her face. “It’s intense,” she said. “I use this when I’m in a hurry.”

She was squirming and lifting her hips up and down, her legs almost quivering, her nails digging into her thighs.

She was coming. He knew it. He could see it even if he didn’t hear it.

What surprised him was how long she was coming and he was afraid to move it. She wasn’t stopping and he was going to explode at the sight alone.

“Are you done?” he asked. She was slowing down but not yet finished.

“I told you it’s intense. I could last minutes if you kept it there. I could go again, I know it.”

“Take over,” he said.

“Huh?”

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