Page 66 of Get Undressed With Me

“Y-you’re right, the nerdy aesthetic is what I’m here for, I can vamp anytime.”

Brittany pulled the T-shirt over her head, fast, and Gus felt satisfaction deep inside him at her stutter. She was doing her best to ignore him, but she wasn’t succeeding. He was getting to her. Gus rubbed himself once, hard and slow, through his jeans. Color rose up her neck as she kept her attention on her stream, but her eyes flickered toward him, and he knew he had her.

So he reached for his zipper.

“Now let’s talk about sunglasses because it’s extra sunny today and you all know how sensitive my eyes are.”

Gus’s eyes traveled down from Brittany’s face, enjoying how she swallowed as he folded back the sides of his jeans, making room, and reached his hand into his boxer briefs. Her eyes flicked to him right when he touched himself, and he felt the look as if it caressed him.

She showed off the two sunglass choices, probably trying to hide her eyes and where she was looking, but from him or herstream, he wasn’t sure. And then Gus pulled himself out, letting his length free and Brittany dropped both pairs of sunglasses.

“Sorry, everyone, one second, just a little clumsy today. Should we talk earrings? I found a cute thrift store down the street with some stellar choices.”

She turned to grab the earrings, her back to the camera, but her eyes immediately went to him, and the hunger he saw there had him giving himself one stroke, slow and strong, loving that she was watching him. Fuck, this woman was perfect.

Brittany spun back to the camera. “Hmm, I can’t seem to find the earrings now, so maybe it’s a casual day? In any case, I should run, my next panel is soon, and I got a lot of ground to cover in the convention center to get there. Thanks so much everyone for tuning in! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

After a few more goodbyes, Brittany hit the button on her camera, double checking that everything was off. Gus watched her, stroking himself, dying with anticipation of what she was going to do now that they were finally, finally alone.

Brittany stepped toward him, the look in her eyes unidentifiable.

“I can’t believe you just did that,” she said.

“Tell me you’re wet.”

She just shook her head, moving closer to where he was still seated on the couch. He reached out a hand for her.

“No.” Her voice was sharp, and he obeyed immediately, letting his hand drop, freezing the movement of his other hand on his dick. Her eyes scanned over him, and he couldn’t breathe waiting for whatever was going to happen next.

“Show me,” she said, and Gus felt a break in his mind as it hit him how much he wanted to please this woman.

He stroked himself slowly, from base to tip, giving himself a twist at the end, covering his hand in the precum that was coming just for her, because she was watching him.

“Is that what you like? Slow and hard?” she asked, her voice mild and neutral as if she was asking how he liked his coffee.

“Sometimes.”

“Show me what else you like.”

Brittany stepped closer as his hand on his cock sped up, unconsciously mirroring the speed of her steps until she was right in front of her. She placed a finger under his chin, drawing his gaze up to meet hers.

“All that for me?”

He nodded, unable to speak as she slowly straddled him, her knees going to either side of his thighs. She sat her cute ass on his legs, his cock hard and long between them. She stared down, watching him stroke himself.

“I’m close,” he admitted.

“Already?”

“It’s you. You have me on edge just by looking at me. It doesn’t take much as long as you’re here and watching.”

“I turn you on that much?”

“You know you do.”

She rocked in his lap, nowhere near where he wanted her, where he wanted to touch her, but he kept his hands to himself, sensing she wanted to be in charge of this moment. She leaned over him, her hair tickling his face as she lightly, so lightly, bit his earlobe.

“Then show me how you come, Gus.”

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