Page 79 of Famous Last Words
“’Atta girl.” I pump my dick hard. “Keep going.”
“Oh my God, I’m so close…” She whimpers.
“Me too, baby,” I grunt. “You make my cock so fucking hard.”
“Ahhh…”
“Say my name, Keller!”
“Oh, Robbie! Robbie. Robbie.” Her body shudders, and I know she’s cresting. “I’m coming… I’m oh my Fuck!”
“Eyes on me, baby!” I pant.
Her glazed eyes find mine through the phone as she continues riding out her orgasm, and that’s all it takes.
“Fuck!” I shout, coming harder than I’ve ever come from jerking myself off, my dick releasing in warm ropes of cum all over my hand, my stomach, my chest, my goddamn chin for Chrissake. White spots dance in my vision as my knees almost buckle beneath me, and I’m forced to grip the bathroom counter, holding myself steady as I catch my breath.
Fran collapses onto the bed in a breathless, panting heap, that beautiful, big ass of hers teasing me through the phone.
“You good?” I ask through my racked breaths.
She doesn’t respond. Just gives me a thumbs up. And I can’t help but laugh at the thought that I’ve just rendered Fran Keller speechless. That’s gotta be a first.
“Look what you did to me, Keller,” I mutter, looking down at myself. “It’s like a goddamn bukkake porno up in here.”
At that, Fran grabs the phone to get a closer look, her eyes gleaming as I show her the state of myself.
“Next time I come with you,” I say, “I’m coming in that smart fucking mouth of yours.”
“Promise?”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I smirk. “Greedy girl.”
With a hum, she nods and rolls her tongue over her bottom lip, and fuck me, I’m hard again.
“Chrissake, Keller,” I groan. “You’re gonna be the fucking death of me, I swear.”
Suddenly, the screen flashes with pink, going blurry, but when it focuses again, I almost swallow my damn tongue. There, staring directly into my eyes through the phone, Keller drags her bright pink vibrator over her swollen lips before swirling her tongue around it and lapping up every last drop of her release.
Again, I groan, shaking my head in a combination of awe and betrayal because how fucking dare she. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now?”
She doubles down, wrapping her lips around the toy and sucking it deep into her mouth. And then the screen goes black, and I’m met with my own reflection looking back at me.
Oh, hell to the fuck no. I try call her back, but it rings out, so I shoot her a text.
Me: Are you fucking serious right now?
Keller: Sorry. Can’t talk. I’m a little busy…
Me: Just you fucking wait.
Keller: Don’t threaten me with a good time.
Fucking brat.
CHAPTER 31
FRAN
