Page 112 of Mr. Charming

“My fingers would hook along the sides of your boxers, and I’d gradually tease you by sliding them down your legs until I free them and toss them far away. Your skin would pinken like it always does.”

“It does?”

I chuckle. “Yeah, and it’s fucking stunning. Watching your skin almost glow with the anticipation of what I’m going to do to you. Now, let me finish because I’m just getting to the good part.”

“Well, excuse me then.”

“Where is your hand, Tedi?” I ask. “Slide it under the waistband of those shorts.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You feel how swollen your clit is, how wet you are? Slide your finger inside and coat your whole pussy with your arousal. I want to hear it slip and slide through your folds.” My dick twitches in my hand as I watch her slide her hand under the waistband of her shorts.

“God,” she says, panting.

“Yeah, that’s me, babe. Those are my fingers, exploring and teasing you. I’m right between your legs, and I’m staring up at you to make sure I’m doing exactly what you like. Listening to your breathing, looking for your reactions. Your head rocks back on the pillow and your back arches off the mattress because it feels too good. I bring my mouth to your clit…”

“Tweetie…”

“I suck, and I place my finger at your entrance, but I don’t push it in. I rim your opening, warming you up, getting you so needy that you feel like you’ll die if I don’t give you what you want.”

“Keep going…”

I tug harder on my dick now. Faster. “Your hands fly into my hair, making sure I don’t have any crazy ideas of stopping. I love the tug you give my hair. As my finger slides and arches inside you, you grind along my face, taking what you want. You’re so close to the edge.”

“I am.” She moans.

“Take it, babe, suffocate me with your pussy.”

“Oh shit!” She drops the phone, and I’m left staring at her ceiling, but the sound alone makes me tighten my grip on my shaft.

“Show me. Show me your fingers,” I beg.

She brings them to the phone and places them in her mouth, sucking her arousal off her fingers. That’s all I need before I come so hard I drop the phone too. Tedi laughs, and it only makes me come harder.

After, I fall back on the mattress, spent but not exhausted. If she were with me, I could really get a workout and tire myself out.

“Your turn,” she says after we’ve recovered our breath.

“What?”

“Swipe a finger and taste yourself.”

I glance at the lashing of cum all over my stomach. “Would that get you all hot again?”

She laughs. “No.”

We each put our phones on the bed and clean up before we’re back to FaceTiming.

“I’ll see you at the airport?” she asks.

“Yeah, I wish I was picking you up.”

“I wish a lot of things, but soon. Now I still have to write in my journal and get my beauty sleep.”

“You don’t need any of that. You’re beautiful.”

“Night,” she says.

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