Page 71 of Just Like This
Garrett unbuckled his pants and palmed his cock through his boxer briefs. He flicked his chin up and said, “Show me your tits, Cami. I want to see those pretty pink nipples.”
One strap glided down my shoulder followed by the other, and I pushed the bodice down around my waist, exposing my breasts. I reached up to cup them both, which made him groan.
“Is this what you want?” I asked breathlessly.
“Yes, baby. Fuck, yes.” He took his cock out and stroked it for me. Momentarily, I worried about someone barging into the room he was in and interrupting us, but I was too enthralled by the sight of his cock in his hand to care.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as I continued this private show. I played with my nipples, tugging on them, trying to relieve some of the aching tension, but it wasn’t enough. “Show me your pussy now, baby. Lift that dress up and let me see how wet you are.”
I leaned back and spread my legs, hooking them over the arms of the chair. Obeying his wish, I lifted the skirt of my dress, letting it bunch around my waist. I pushed aside my panties and dipped a finger into my core. Involuntarily, I groaned at that first contact.
“I’m so wet, Garrett,” I moaned.
“Tell me, baby. Tell me what you think about.”
My finger slipped up to circle my clit as my hips rose slightly off the chair. “I think about your cock filling me up. You feel so amazing when you’re buried inside me, Garrett. All I feel now is empty.”
“Put that finger back inside your pussy and imagine it’s my cock.” I followed his command and started to slowly finger fuck myself. “Add another one, baby.”
I felt delirious as I obeyed, pushing another finger inside. On the screen, Garrett was leisurely stroking his cock. My eyes locked on his and held his attention, and soon we were in sync, our hands and fingers moving at the same rhythm until my body started to hum and my muscles started to tighten.
“I’m going to come,” I breathed out.
“Yes, Cami. I want you to,” he moaned. His jaw tensed, and his hand sped up as it traveled up and down his impressive length at a punishing pace.
“Ohgod,” I groaned as he gritted out the same thing. My eyes were shut tightly as my own orgasm consumed me, coating my thighs with slickness. My breathing was heavy as my body shook with waves of pleasure.
“Jesus,” Garrett hissed. I opened my eyes as Garrett was reaching for tissues to clean himself.
“How often can we do that?”
“Not as often as I’d like, baby. I’m sorry.”
I stood and pulled the bodice of my dress back up, placing the straps over my shoulders. I smoothed down my skirt while Garrett tucked his semi-hard cock back into his boxer briefs before re-buckling his pants.
“Thank you for making it happen, though,” I said softly.
“You’re welcome. It’s been difficult to find the time to email you and respond to everything you’re going through. I wanted to make it up to you.” Garrett ran a hand through his hair and let out a heavy breath. “I’ll be honest with you, Cami. This deployment is the hardest one. Maybe it’s because it’s my last, or maybe it’s because I know you’re waiting for me back home, but I’m struggling.”
“Tell me, Garrett,” I pleaded. He was clearly hiding his emotions from me, but I wanted him to trust me with not only his heart but also his mind.
He shook his head fiercely. “No. You have too much to worry about. I don’t need to add my burdens onto your already weary shoulders.”
“Garrett, please. I can take it.”
“I’ll think about it.” There was a pounding in the background, and I heard the sound of someone yelling, but I couldn’t make out what they said. Garrett turned his head and shouted back before facing me. “I’m sorry, Cami. My time is up.”
“Okay. Thank you for this,” I said, gesturing between the two of us. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Cami. I’ll email you soon.” He blew me a loud kiss and winked before he ended our connection.
When my screen was blank, I collapsed against my chair and let the tears stream endlessly down my cheeks.
I undressed slowly, taking care to hang up the dress instead of leaving it in a heap on the floor. I walked into the bathroom and stripped off my panties before stepping into the shower. In spite of my tears, my body was still humming with need, and my fingers found their way back to my center.
