Page 18 of The Power Play

“He could come home any time, actually. I’d hate for him to catch me during a show so I should probably keep quiet,” she teases everyone. I can’t help the thought of catching her, even though I’m across the country right now and there’s no chance of that happening.

What would happen if Ididcatch her? I want to ask. I want to find out. My cock is getting harder by the second thinking of the possibilities I shouldn’t even entertain. I’m about to muster the strength to exit the video once again when a private message appears from her.

Lacey: I got your gift. Can’t wait to try it out with you.

Gift? Oh fuck.I forgot I got her the vibrator on a stupid impulse before I knew who she was. I shouldn’t respond, I shouldn’t do half the shit I’m doing but I’m like a man possessed.

Charles: Then I guess you should get on a private call for me so we can test it out.

I’m so fucked. Especially since I’m clicking the button to request a private call with her and hoping she will deny it, even though she never does.

“I’m going to hop on a private call, but I’ll see you guys when I get back,” she blows a kiss to the camera before I’m alerted that my private call has been accepted.

I open the app for the toy I bought for her while I wait for the call to connect. I keep my camera off for now which I never do. Lacey’s voice draws me back.

“Why can’t I see you?” she asks.

“Are you wanting to see me?” I tease, trying and probably failing to change my voice so she doesn’t recognize it.

“Well, if you are wanting me to use this toy then I think I should have something sexy to look at to help, shouldn’t I?”

“And I’m something sexy?” I chuckle.

She rolls her eyes, “Come on, youknowhow you look, don’t try to act all coy.”

I make sure to have my camera angled below my chin before I turn it on. Her eyes narrow and she makes a tsking noise with her tongue once I’m sure she can see me.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she scolds.

“Maybe if you get the toy out and let me control what it does to you then I’ll take some clothes off.”

“You drive a hard bargain, Charles,” she says playfully.

I cup myself over my sweatpants, already semi hard for her. She bites her bottom lip as she takes out the little toy I bought for her. It has a thicker piece I know goes inside her and then a smaller piece that rests against her clit and I get to control each separately.

“Go ahead and put it in, pretty girl,” my voice is husky with desire. I can’t wait to control her pleasure. And to think this is happening in my house makes it even better.

She pushes the camera to the foot of the bed before scooting back so her back is against the headboard. Through the lace mask she wears, her eyes remain locked on the screen–on me–as she spreads her legs for me to see between them. I bite back my groan seeing the shine of her arousal.

“What has you so wet already?” I ask.

“Thinking about you making me come. I like to have the power over your orgasms, but the thought of you having the power over mine has me so hot,” she moans, sliding her fingers through the slick spot between her legs to accentuate her point.

“Taste yourself,” I blurt.

“Hm, demanding. I don’t know how I feel about that with you, but I might like it” She opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out and sliding her fingers over it making a show out of licking her taste off the digits.

I groan, “Tell me how you taste.”

“Sweet and hot.”

“Put your toy in, I want to make you come for me.”

She does what I say, and I smile at how easily she goes along with this. I usually like her telling me what to do, so this is different for us. And I think I like it just as much. I especially like watching as she slides the thick tip of the toy through her wetness a couple times before pushing it inside with a small moan.

Once she moves her hand back, I can see the toy positioned inside her. I examine the app, debating if I want to build her release slowly or make her come so many times she’s begging me to stop. I decide on the former. I want her writhing and begging. With that, I turn on just the vibration on the thicker piece on the lowest setting.

“Oh,” she gasps. “Tell me what you would like to be doing to me, Charles.”

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