Page 109 of The Girlfriend Zone

I waste no time. “Sit on it. Fuck that toy so I can see your perfect body and your gorgeous tits bouncing. So I can watch you ride that toy thinking it’s me.”

“Are you sure you want that?” she asks, her voice breathy, playful. She knows the power she has over me.

“Positive,” I say through gritted teeth, tension mixing with lust inside me.

“If you say so,” she says, then slides the toy back into her panties again.

I groan, long and loud.

She murmurs, and it’s a sound of appreciation. “You like that.”

“Fucking love it,” I say and I’m careful to speak clearly, not to whisper. To make sure she can hear and enjoy every word. I don’t want her to miss anything. Especially when I say, “Take them off, Leighton. Take them off, now.”

With a heady murmur, she says yes. Then she slidesfrom the bed, still in view of the newly positioned cam, and slips off her panties.

My groan echoes from Toronto to San Francisco. “Yes, fucking yes, sweetheart. Now get on the bed and fuck that toy.For me.”

“It works so well, Miles,” she says as she moves back onto the mattress.

“You used it last night,” I say, a question, but a statement too.

“I did.” Her tone is full of heat.

“All I could think when I was going to sleep was you fucking yourself on my bed.”

She grabs the toy and slides it between her thighs. My dick throbs, jumping in my boxer briefs at the sight.

“Did you jerk off thinking of me?”

“Yes,” I say, shameless.

“Don’t touch yourself yet,” she says, a quick, clear directive.

I understand completely. “I’ll wait for you, sweetheart. But you’d better ride that toy good and hard right now.”

She looks at the camera, licks the corner of her lips as she positions the dildo between her bare legs. Then she smiles wantonly as she sinks down onto it.

I fucking shout in pleasure. “Yes, baby. That’s so fucking hot.”

“Feels so good,” she says, holding the base of the toy with one hand, her other hand sliding up her stomach to palm one breast.

A shiver visibly runs through her as she rises up, exposing more of the toy’s shaft and giving me a view of how wet it is.

I can barely follow her instructions, I’m so aroused. I grip my cock, giving it a necessary squeeze to relieve someof the tension. Then, letting go, I focus on my woman. “Grind down on it, sweetheart,” I say.

With a nod she sinks right down on it. I nearly lose my mind as she takes it all. It’s the most erotic sight I’ve ever seen as Leighton rises up and down, the battery-operated cock in her hand while she squeezes her left breast. Her eyes flutter closed, and her sweet, beautiful pussy that I miss so much seeks more of the toy. She fucks it with abandon, grinding down faster, rising up, riding that toy like it’s everything she needs.

“I’m close,” she gasps out.

“That’s right, sweetheart. It’s my dick you’re riding. It’s my cock that’s making you come. Take me deeper and fucking ride me until you scream.”

She’s a blur of flesh and desire, fucking and seeking, then calling out my name as she loses herself to the gift I gave her.

Watching her on camera like this, seeing her come as a voyeur who has been invited in, is a wicked thrill.

But what’s even hotter? It’s the way she moans, sighing in the aftermath of her orgasm. When her eyes open, she says in a sex-drunk voice, “My turn. I want to watch you.”

I switch to video so she can see me as I push down my briefs and take out my aching cock. “Stay on video, baby. Lie back on my bed and watch me.”

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