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“You,” I say, opening my eyes so I can look at him.
I see his arm moving, which only drives me wilder, knowing he’s stroking himself as well.
“What am I doing to you? Tell me everything.”
“You’re doing that thing where you suck on my tit while fingering me. I fucking love that.”
“Mmmm,” he groans. His arm is picking up speed. “What do you love about it?”
I continue working the toy, making sure I hit every nerve and hot spot. “I love how you make me feel. I love how you make me come. I love how much you love my body.”
“I do fucking love your body,” he says. “I love it when you ride me so I can watch your fantastic tits bounce in my face.”
I smile, loving how the tables have turned. “What else?”
“I love the feel of your skin when I kiss you everywhere.”
Shit…that one is hotter than the tits thing. “I love it when you touch me. How you make me feel desired.”
“I wish I was touching you now.”
“I do too,” I say, though this vibrator is doing quite the trick. “You know exactly what I like. What I need.”
“What do you need, Betsy? Tell me.”
I take a couple breaths as my orgasm begins to creep up. “Tell me to come, Wes. I need it. I need you to get me there.”
His arm starts working faster. Just thinking about his dick is enough to send me over the edge. But then he moves the camera down and I see how hard he is stroking his cock.
That’s it. I’m done for.
“Do it, Betsy…come for me, beautiful.”
“Yes…Yes!”
Holy shit, I think I’m seeing stars. And judging by the groan Wes just let out, so is he.
I look down and see the shirt I’m wearing has risen up so my breasts are now exposed. I lazily brush my thumb along my nipple, prolonging the orgasmic tingles a little longer. A smirk creeps over Wes’ face knowing I was still imagining it was him touching me.
“That was—” I say, breaking the silence.
“Fucking amazing,” he finishes.
We finally look at each other, both of us smiling ear to ear. I slowly slide back down to the pillows, covering my breasts back under Wes’s shirt, my body feeling completely relaxed.
“Get some sleep,” he says.
I let out a yawn. “Who knew FaceTime sex would take me out?”
This makes him laugh. “See you in two days.”
I smile and blow him a kiss. “I’m counting down the hours.”
“So am I, beautiful. So am I.”
Chapter33
Wes
