Page 56 of The Greek's Retribution

As her giggles subside, she tells me, “I have on one of your dress shirts. It smells of your cologne and having it on makes me feel close to you.”

I close my eyes visioning her in my shirt. My hand drifts down to my swollen dick and gives it a tight squeeze as I ask, “And what do you have on under my shirt.”

“Nothing,” Sabre purrs into the phone, causing me to groan as I stroke my stiff member.

Wait, did she say nothing? Opening my eyes, my hand pauses.

“Sabre, why don’t you have on any panties? Aren’t you still bleeding?”

“No, Xander, it stopped earlier today,” she lets me know.

I instantly end the call, then facetime her back. My woman’s face void of makeup, looking naturally beautiful greets me with a huge smile. The first three buttons on the shirt are undone, giving me a peek at her smooth brown skin.

“Why did you hang up on me?”

“Because I wanted to see you in my shirt with no panties on,” I honestly answer. “I could’ve fallen asleep after jacking off to the image in my head but seeing you for myself will make it that much better, don’t you think?” I tease, wiggling my eyebrows.

Holding her phone in her left hand, Sabre stares at me lustfully as she uses her right hand to unbutton the fourth button, then pushes the shirt over her shoulder. My dick pulses in my hand as I grip it harder.

“Do you want more?” her voice comes out low and sultry.

“Yes,” I reply, gritting my teeth, then growl, “Fuck” as Sabre bites her bottom lip, undoing the last button, then runs her fingers between her voluptuous breasts.

Releasing my dick, I reach into the opening of my briefs and pull it out, getting skin on skin action.

“Show me,” I command with precum rolling from the head of my dick down the shaft as I stroke it long and hard from base to tip.

“No, you show me,” she counters, caressing her left breast under the shirt.

“Sabre,” I hiss.

“Give me what I want Xander, and I’ll give you what you want.” The vixen winks at me, because she knows if we were in the same room, I would’ve spanked her ass for being disobedient.

At her mercy, I slowly lower the phone until getting it into the right angle so she can see me wanking off with my upper body and face in the screen. Sabre moans, watching me tease her as I wave the head at her.

“Show me what is mine, Sabre,” I grunt, increasing my strokes.

She opens the shirt more, showing me he beautiful tits. More precum escapes my head.

“Lower,” I instruct, feeling my balls get tighter. “Lower!”

Her face leaves the screen as the camera seems to glide down her shimmery brown skin. It passes along her flat stomach to her navel, then stops when it gets to the top of my heaven.

“Sabre baby, please,” I plead while my legs start to tremble as I try to hold on.

She lets out a playful laugh off screen as the camera begins to move again further down to her neatly trimmed pussy. My breaths become deeper as she widens her legs, causing her lips to open and when she reaches down, separating them more, showing me the greatest treasure, I ever found in my life, I erupt. Jets of cum spew on my briefs, the comforter, my legs, and fist as I continue to drain every drop. Fuck!

“Damn,” Sabre whispers.

“Damn is right,” I pant.

Sabre has brought the camera back to her face. She smirks at me, saying, “You owe me.”

“And I plan on paying you back dearly,” I respond, bringing the phone closer to my face.

“Five days,” she taunts.

“Four. It’s after midnight, so you have four days before I ravage that delicate body of yours,” I promise, giving her a look of guaranteed wicked pleasure. I chuckle when she gasps with widened eyes. “Go to sleep, baby. I will try to call you some time tomorrow and thank you for that, it helped take the edge off.”

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