Page 41 of Good Pucking Luck

I chuckle. “You’re so fucking cute. Talk to you in a minute.”

I end the call, jump out of bed, and grab my laptop from my bag. A moment later, I’m back on the mattress, computer between my spread legs and angled so he can see my dick, torso, and my face, and call him back. Hayes is still in his chair, but I can see more of him now, his cock already hard and pointing upward.

“Someone is happy to see me.”

“Oh my God. You’re ridiculous.”

“But I make you smile.”

He tightens his lips together and tries to hide the fact that he was doing just that.

I wrap my hand around my dick and slowly stroke it. “Touch yourself for me. Rub that pretty cock the way I’d do if I were there.”

His dick twitches. “Shit.” Hayes pumps some lotion into his hand and does what I say. I love it when he lets go like this, when he doesn’t let his fears or worries hold him back and just gives in to the pleasure. Hayes is locked up so tight, and damned if I don’t enjoy being the one to help set him free.

“You watched me play last night.”

“Not talking about that.”

“Did it get you hard?” He drops his head back, showing me the long column of his throat, all the places I would kiss if I were there. “Tell me, cutie. Does it get you hard watching me? Knowing what I look like under all that gear and that you’ve had your mouth all over my body?”

“Fuck,” he grits out, throat tightening, hand still moving. “I hate the way I react to you.”

“No you don’t. You might want to, or think you want to, but you don’t.” The tight glide of my hand up and down my shaft, along with seeing him, makes shivers run the length of my body. “Tell me what you would do to me if I were there.”

His eyes pop open. “What?”

“You heard me…and you can do it. Just let go. You’re so fucking sexy, and you don’t even see it. I wanted to fuck you the moment I laid eyes on you…you’re so damn hot. Tell me what you would do to me.”

His pupils expand as he watches me, still stroking, face full of insecurity but want too, so damn much naked desire in his gaze that it makes my balls draw up slightly and throb.

“What if I’m not good at it?” he asks, voice soft with vulnerability. The moment makes my pulse pound. Hayes doesn’t talk like that, doesn’t ask questions like that. It’s the moment and him being wrapped up in it, but it still makes me feel so damn proud that he’s showing this to me.

“You will be. You basically just have to exist in my vicinity, and I get hard.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“I guess I’ll have to prove it to you. Now tell me. I want to hear you say it. You’ll be so fucking good at it. I know it.”

Hayes lets out a shaky breath. He spreads his legs and slides down a little in his chair. He looks so hot, nuts full of cum, dick so damn hard and flushed red, his softer stomach, smooth chest, and those damn lips that drive me out of my mind.

“I like sucking your cock,” he tells me.

“That’s good because I like being in your mouth.” I use my other hand to play with my balls, skin sensitive and body feeling like a live wire.

“I would…lie between your legs…bury my face in your sac. I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but I like it when you’re musky…love that heady scent of you.”

“Fuck,” I groan, trying to keep myself from shooting. “What else? Tell me what you would do.”

“I…oh, shit…I already want to come. I’d take you as deep into my mouth as I could. Your cock stretches my lips, but I like it. Love the way I have to work to accommodate your girth.”

“Fuck yes.” I slip my other hand between my legs and circle my rim. “Would you play with my hole? I’d want your tongue and your fingers. You can work me open with your mouth and then fuck me with your fingers while you take my cock so well.”

“Holy shit. God…I can’t…what the fuck!” His body tightens, bows off the chair as he works his fist faster and his full balls draw up. Cum spurts from his tip, landing against his belly and chest as he jerks himself through his orgasm.

Hayes slumps against the chair, face even redder than it was before.

“That wasn’t supposed to happen. At least not yet. Jesus. I can’t believe I just did that.”

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