Page 46 of In The Dark
It’s impossible to look away when she clicks the toy on, soft vibrations filling the room. I’ve never been so happy to spendmoney on top of the line equipment in my life; getting the camera package with the microphone was the best purchase I could’ve made.
“Shit,” she whispers, parting her thighs.
The toy rests against her clit, pulsing in a way that makes her back arch. I’m scrambling to bring the laptop closer, not wanting to miss a second of this one-woman show. I can’t wait for the fire in the Underworld to burn me alive.
Max slides her feet up the sheets, bending her legs. I know she doesn’t know the camera is there—she’d kill me if she did—but I wonder if she has an inkling, because she’s angling herself toward the bookshelf. She’s propping herself up on an elbow, her free hand reaching for her phone. Three dots appear in our text message thread, and I slow my stroking so my dick doesn’t fall off with anticipation.
Max the Angel
It’s really dirty.
Me
Tell me, baby. How bad were you?
Her lips curl into a smile and she clicks up the speed on her toy. The moan she lets out is loud, more urgent, and she rests the phone on her stomach so she can pinch her nipple. Pre-cum soaks my boxers, and I pull them off completely so I can pretend she’s next to me, mouth open and ready to wrap around my shaft.
Max types her response, and when the text comes through, I almost come on the spot.
Max the Angel
We were at a sex club together. I did something you didn’t like, and you made me sit in a chair in front of everyone. You let them watch while you teased me, but didn’t let me come. Except, I accidentally did come, and you weren’t happy. You found two people to help hold me down while someone else held a knife, and they took turns fucking me. You watched, and when you were ready, you fucked me in front of the crowd.
I woke up in the middle of the night so turned on. I’ve never had a dream that vivid before.
My imagination is running wild. I can’t stop picturing her agreeing to all of those things, and I spit in the center of my palm, jerking myself off. I groan with every rough glide of my hand, wishing it was her pussy instead of my fingers.
On my laptop, Max is just as worked up. She’s squirming on her bed, the toy pulsing against her clit, and I don’t want her to think I’m ignoring her. Not when she revealed a secret I’m sure she’s embarrassed to admit.
Me
That’s so hot, angel. I wish I was with you right now. You could reach over and ride my fingers. I’m at your disposal, Max.
Real life Max drops her phone and pushes three fingers in her pussy. Her legs are opened so wide, I can see the damp spot on her sheets. She throws her head back, an orgasm sinking its claws in her as she comes undone.
It doesn’t take long for me to follow her over the edge, drunk off the sight of her pleasuring herself. I muffle my grunts with a pillow over my face so Leo doesn’t barge in and think I’m dying, but even if he did, I wouldn’t care. Warm cum covers my hand and my bare stomach, and holding back my roar is almost impossible.
“Jesus Christ,” I pant, hurrying to see what she does next.
It takes a handful of languid movements and the slow flex of her legs before she climbs off her bed, a sated smile on her face. She swipes her phone off the sheets, hips swaying on her walk to the bathroom where she disappears out of sight. A message is waiting for me when I clean myself up with a dirty shirt I find on the ground.
Max the Angel
What a way to start my morning.
Me
And how’s that, baby?
Max the Angel
Getting off to the thought of you. Now I need to go shape the future great minds of America.
Have a good day, Hunter.
Me
I’m thinking about you, Max. It’s already the best day.
