Page 143 of Power Play

The best fuck of your life will do that to you, I guess.

“Stay the night,” I slur, feeling like I’m drunk or high or some combination of the two. “I’ll make you breakfast in the morning. And tea.”

She makes me want to break all my rules.

“Wow. I don’t think I can say no to that.” She smiles, and I feel the curve of the grin against my bare skin. It makes me smile too. “Should I stop recording?”

“I forgot that we put all of that on tape.” I yawn and sit up, reaching over her so I can grab her phone. I hit the stop button then hand it to her. “There you go.”

“Do you, um, think maybe we could watch it?” Her cheeks flush a dark red, and she hides her face behind her fingers. “Or would that be weird?”

“I don’t think watching it back would be weird at all.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope.”

“Oh.” She peeks at me and laughs, a nervous edge to the sound. “In that case, should we make popcorn?”

I snort. “We can put it on the big screen in the living room if you think you’d like it better?”

“No. I’m going to look like an idiot. We don’t need that in 4-D.”

“You’re not going to look like an idiot. Come here.” I get comfortable against the pillows and open my arms, extending her an invitation. She’s trying not to laugh as she slides up next to me, her body sticky with sweat. “We’ll suffer together.”

“Fine. But I reserve the right to turn it off at any time.”

“Absolutely.”

My thumb presses play, and the video begins. Anxiousness rolls off of her, so I rub her arms up and down. Kiss the top of her head and hold her tight.

“Wow,” she whispers when she gets an up close shot of her pussy. “I’ve never—that’s the first time…” Piper tilts her head. “I had no idea that’s what it looked like.”

“Pretty, isn’t it? Look how wet and pink and perfect it is.”

“Watching it might be hotter than actually doing it.” She lifts her head, mouth inches away from mine. Her hand slips between her legs as her thighs spread. “I kind of want to touch myself again.”

“Baby, you get off as many times as you want.” I rest my palm on her knee, my thumb pressing into her skin. “But you’re making it very difficult to pick where I want to look.”

Piper groans and pushes a finger inside herself. It matches the noise coming from her phone and now I’m hard again, the dual sounds scattering my brain.

My eyes bounce between the screen and the easy glide of her fingers, not wanting to miss a single fucking thing from either version of her. When we change positions and she climbs on top of me, real life Piper’s breathing hitches.

“Oh.”

“I know you’re two fingers deep in your pussy right now, and I’m never going to stop you from having a good time, but look at the screen. You see how good we look together?”

“We look perfect.” Piper rests her head on my shoulder, her eyes on me as I relive the last ten minutes. “I liked how deep you got when I was on top.”

“Yeah?” My cock twitches, aching at her words. At the easy way she’s speaking about everything, and even though I like hearing what she thought, I want that mouth around me. Lips on my shaft as she sucks me off. “How about in round two we can see how deep I can get down your throat?”

Her eyes widen and she nods, the red on her skin turning crimson. She’s warm to the touch, and I place my hand over hers, wanting to be a part of her next orgasm.

“I want—” Piper huffs and lifts her hips, a line of wrinkles forming on her forehead. “Can you?—”

“Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you.”

“Bring the screen down a little. I want to come at the same time as you do in the video.”

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