“That man was devouring you whole with his gaze. That’s as far from nothing as nothing gets.”
I blush. Both from his words and the way my clit is tingling.
“Are you fucking him?” he suddenly asks incredulously.
“Keep your voice down, you knobhead!” I hiss, squirming distractedly. “Yeah, fine, I’m fucking him. It’s just casual, and it’s none of your business, so keep quiet about it.”
Fabio makes a face. “He’s likeold.”
I giggle and slap him playfully on the shoulder. “No, he’s not.”
He stares at me inquisitively, then sighs. “I’ve got to go, but we are not done discussing this.”
“Yes, we are,” I tell him firmly, then turn and flee right on time before the moan I’ve been holding back slips out of my mouth.
I’m a bundle of desire and aching neediness as I barge into my room and turn the lock on the door. I don’t even bother undressing completely. I just fall into the middle of my bed, set up my phone camera so everything is on display, kick off my panties, and go to town.
The vibrator gives one last buzz before it stops moving, and I grab the base of it and pull it out.
Letting out a breathless moan, I push it back in and then start to fuck myself with it.
It starts to pulse a moment later, and I cry out as pleasure assaults me. My pussy is dripping wet, and I’m making a mess all over my bedsheets, but I don’t care. I gather the moisture to my clit and concentrate on it while the vibrator continues to buzz inside me.
Sweat beads on my skin as I fuck the vibrator and play with my clit.
Just as I’m about to cum, I look into the camera, drag my wet fingers to my mouth, and suck them into my mouth. Then, finally, I cum, crying out Gio’s name and shaking with the force of my orgasm.
The vibrator gives one last pulse that makes me twitch before going still inside me.
With it still inside me, I sit up and grab my phone, then send the video off to Gio.
You can either come up here and fuck me or stop messing with me. Because I’m tempted to walk right out of this house and let the first man I see take care of what you started.
I switch off my phone and fall back into bed with a satisfied smile.
I was tired and relaxed from my surprisingly very intense orgasm, and I suspect it’s because I had Gio on my mind the whole time.
A short while later, I hear a knock on my door, but I’m already half asleep, so I just ignore whoever it is.
“Rory?” Fabio calls out.
I groan in annoyance and get up to open the door. He looks around the space suspiciously, and I sincerely hope he doesn’t see the still-wet spot on the bed.
“Hey, kiddo.” He smiles apologetically, and I can see the bags around his eyes. He looks tired, and I wish there were something I could do to help.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask, concerned.
“I have to fly back right now. There’s an emergency back in the city.”
I feel my lips tremble on their own accord. “But you just got here,” I complain.
“I know,” he says tiredly. “When everything gets settled down, I can stay around for longer. For now, everything’s just kind of a mess.”
“Do you promise?” I hate that I sound so young and needy, but I miss my twin.
“You have my word.”
“Okay.” I hug him one last time and say, “Goodbye, Fab.”