Page 38 of See You Next Winter
“Your body says otherwise, sweetheart. I can see you clenching just from me speaking about it.”
“Can I touch it more? Please.”
“Good girl for asking so nicely. Yes, you can fuck yourself.”
Chapter 29
Ryan
Two fingers disappear inside,and Kayla throws her head back, moaning in ecstasy at the relief she must feel.
“After you blew him, did he return the favour?” she nods, rolling her lips over her teeth. “Did he suck your clit the way you like?”
“Only a little.”
“What a fucking dumbass. He doesn’t know how lucky he was to taste you. Can you taste your fingers for me now? Spread it over your pretty mouth.”
She paints her lips, then shoves them in her mouth, moaning and sucking them clean. It’s obscene to watch, and I pump harder, wishing it was my cock instead of her fingers.
“Then you fucked him?”
“Uh-huh,” she groans, hand reaching back between her legs. “Fuck, Ryan, I’m so wet.”
“That’s good, baby.” My pace quickens along with my heart rate. “Oh god, I wish I could have seen it.”
Her breath turns shaky. “Do you really?”
“I don’t know,” I shrug. “I’d probably hate it in reality, but the idea is so fucking hot. Do you think it’s messed up I’m asking about it?”
“No, I like telling you, actually. I just wished it was you.”
“I wish it was me, too. So much. When you fucked him, did he stretch you?” From the way she whimpers, I have her answer. “He was big?”
“Yeah.”
“That's good. You like that feeling. You deserve to get the things you like, Bunny. Go ahead and add another finger for me.”
“Oh god,” she groans, tipping her head back, adjusting to the sensation. “Feels so good.”
Watching her is heavenly, but I want to see more, want her to feel as good as she can.
“Do you still have your purple toy?" I ask, and she moans, shakily. "I want to see you work it inside yourself. See how good you look getting fucked.”
Her eyes widen, and she huffs out a harsh breath, swallowing hard as she stops touching herself. She bends over to reach underneath her bed and with her ass up high, I know I could bury my cock straight inside her.
I can’t help but laugh at what she comes back with. We’ve played with a couple of toys before, but clearly she’s levelled up.
“You have a whole box now?”
“There might have been a few additions to the squad,” she laughs, lifting the lid and searching through it.
“I’m gonna need a demonstration next winter. I want to sit in that chair and watch you get yourself off with everything in that box, even if it takes all day. Even if you’re an overstimulated wreck and think you can’t keep going, you will. For me. OK?”
“Jesus, Ryan, fuck yes, we can do that. First on the wishlist.”
Eventually, she finds her purple dildo, solid and thick. I watch her squirt lube on the tip, then get back into position at the head of the bed.
“Move closer to the phone. I want to see the look on your face when it fills you.”
