Page 112 of What If I Knew You

Good luck tonight, Bodhi.

Bodhi

Do you know how hard it is to put a jock strap on when your dick is hard?

“Hey stranger.”

“Whoa,” he says with an appreciative smile on his face as he leans back against his hotel headboard. He smooths his hand down his face and shakes his head slightly as he takes in mybody. Draped only in his hockey jersey, I’m positioned on my side giving him a view of my bare hip and part of my torso. “You are stunning.”

Knowing Bodhi would be calling tonight for a little intimate fun, I grabbed a charcuterie board from the kitchen and set my phone on top of it attached to a small ring light tripod. That way I could be hands free and he could get an up-close experience.

“I’ve been draped in you all night long and I don’t think I’m showering until you get back into town because I don’t want to lose this scent.”

“You look fucking amazing in my jersey. August told me there’s nothing like seeing your girl in your jersey but I didn’t believe him. And I was fucking wrong. Don’t ever take that off.”

“If I never take it off, you won’t be able to see my whole body when you make me come.”

“All I need to see is that pussy babe. That’s the show I want tonight. The rest is right here,” he says, pointing to his temple, “in my mind. Do me a favor and spread those beautiful legs for me.”

I do as he asks and roll over, propping myself up on my back and spreading my legs giving him the perfect view of my pussy.

“Fuuuck that’s hot.”

“What do you want me to do now Boss?”

“I want you to slide your hand up my jersey and wrap it around your breast just like I would. Play with those nipples. Feel how soft your skin is. You know how much I love touching your soft skin.”

I do as he says, my mouth falling open when I fold my hand over my breast and give it a light squeeze. “Bodhi…”

“I’m right here with you, Babe. Your hand is my hand. Lift that jersey for a minute so I can peek at those beautiful nipples…yeah, just like that. If I were there right now, I’d have thosebabies in my mouth, sucking them in and flicking them with my tongue.”

“Your tongue on my nipples drives me wild.”

“I know it does. And just seeing them right now is making my cock hard as fuck.”

“What now, Bodhi? Tell me what to do.”

“Slide your hand between your legs and touch yourself the way I do. Trail your finger slowly through that pussy, let’s see how wet you are.”

I reach down and drag my finger through my arousal, moaning when I realize I’m much wetter than I expected I’d be. I hold my finger up to the camera for him to see.

“Bodhi…oh, my God look how wet I am.”

“That’s right you are. Suck that finger into your mouth, Corri. Taste what I can do to you even from half a country away.”

When I suck my finger into my mouth I see Bodhi’s head fall back against the headboard and his eyes close momentarily. “Fuuucking hell, Corri.”

“Are you touching yourself?” I ask him.

“My hand is your hand, Babe. As far as I’m concerned, you’re touching me right now. Feels good, doesn’t it? Tease yourself with me.”

“Move your camera so I can see.”

He angles his camera so I can get a good view of him fisting his cock, tugging it at the base and pulling his hand up and over his shaft.

“Oh God, Bodhi. Yes.”

“Tease that clit, Corri. Make it good and wet. Spread that arousal every-fucking-where. I want you dripping.”

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