Page 86 of Only Between Us

“Show me.” I can’t help grinding the heel of my palm over my cock. “Show me how wet you are.”

There’s no hesitation on the other end of the call. The screen jostles as she shifts around and tilts the phone down her body. I am on fucking fire.

She’s in nothing but that pink bra, laid out on a fluffy comforter.

“Your body is insane.”

She huffs a laugh. “I jiggle when I walk.”

My eyes fall shut. “That’s my favorite part.”

There’s a bright pink vibrator vaguely shaped like a dick sitting by her hip. But I can’t pay it more than a second of attention because her hand drifts down her bare stomach. She angles the phone to let me watch her swipe her fingers over her pussy once, twice, before dipping her fingers inside.

“Spread your legs, baby,” I damn near beg. She does, rewarding me with a tease of a view. Pink and perfect wetness. “Wider.” Herthighs spread wider like the sweet, perfect girl she is. I groan into the living room, nose practically touching my phone like I’m trying to dive into the screen. Dive intoher. “Fuckingsoaked, Siena. I wanna fuck you so bad.”

I watch Siena finger-fuck herself, slicking her fingers over her clit a few seconds before dipping back inside. She’s moaning softly, and there’s no helping it—I move a hand over my own sweats.

She pulls out of her pussy, moves the phone back up to her face, flashing me her soaked fingers. “Do I pass the test?”

I swallow, but my throat is parched. “Lick them off for me.”

Again, zero hesitation from my girl. She sucks on her fingers, staring at me through the phone.

“So fucking jealous, Siena. Your pussy tastes so good.”

She pulls her fingers from her mouth with a pop. “Are you hard?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Show me.”

I pull my cock out from my sweats, hold the phone out so she can see me stroke it. The tip is wet. My entire body is aching. Dying for her.

“I love your cock. Loved watching you fuck your fist in that closet. I know I’m not supposed to admit that, but I really did. I always think about it. Always think about you.”

My head falls onto the back of the sofa. Pretty sure this’ll be the last day of my life. Death by Siena’s dirty talk. What a glorious way to go.

“What are you thinking about?” she asks.

“I’m thinking about you blowing me in the back seat of my car.”

“I’m thinking about that, too.”

“Yeah? You want my cock in your mouth?”

She actually fucking sighs. “Really bad.”

“Prove it. Show me what you’d do with it if I let you have it.” I swipe my thumb over the head of my cock, using the moisture as I keep fucking my hand. “Use your little pink friend and show me.”

Siena feeds me the filthiest smile I’ve ever seen. She sits up, tits sofucking perky and mouthwatering in that bra. I lose sight of her for a moment as she moves around the bed, but then she’s back with the phone propped up on something, gifting me the view of a lifetime.

She’s lying on her stomach, propped on her elbows, tits damn near spilling out of her bra. She lifts the vibrator, moving slowly enough that I know she’s doing it on purpose. Torturing me with her pace as she brings it to her mouth and licks the tip.

She hums, smirking at her phone. “Tastes like me.”

“Fucking fuck.”

I whip off my shirt. Lean forward onto my elbows like the new angle will bring me closer to her. When it doesn’t work, I prop the phone on a stack of books on the coffee table, freeing both hands. One to keep stroking my cock. The other to dig through my hair, because I’m going fucking crazy right now.

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