Page 55 of In The Dark
I could stare at her for hours, especially when she pinches her nipples again and fumbles with the drawer on her nightstand. She pauses to pull out a pink vibrator, and my cock practically leaks with pre-cum.
I bought a couple things to use on her: a butt plug so I can start getting her ass ready for my cock and another that I can control, setting the toy to different speeds and stopping when she gets too close to coming.
But she doesn’t need me. She’s gorgeous by herself, holding the vibrator on her clit and changing the speed so it pulses against her.
“I like sex, but I think I like this more,” she says, gasping when a jolt of pleasure hits her. “It feels so fucking good, Hunter.”
Her moan fills the room and I swear to fucking god she says my name again before she pushes the toy inside her cunt. She’s filling herself, spreading her legs open so I get the perfect view of her stuffed pussy.
It’s a wonder she can’t hear the noise I make, and I wonder if this is how I die: watching her touch herself and knowing I’m going to relive it all over again when she sends me the video.
I’m a lucky fucking bastard.
“I’m already so close. It’s probably because I’m thinking about you.” Her laugh is soft, easy, and she hums when she increases the speed of the toy. “This is so silly, but I used to think all those multiple orgasms were bullshit. How could it be possible for something to feel so good so many times in a row?” Her eyes lift, and she looks at the camera straight on as she buries the toy all the way inside her. “But it’s that good with you. Which means I’m sure your ego is fully inflated by now.”
I jerk my cock up and down. I’m going to make a mess on myself when I come like I haven’t done in goddamn years, but Ican’t bring myself to care. My shirt is a willing sacrifice when she lifts her hips and cradles the base of the toy, fucking herself.
“Christ,” I whisper, my shaft thickening in my hand.
Max pauses. Her eyes dart around the room, studying the closet for the briefest of seconds. I bite my lip so hard, I taste blood on my tongue, and I haven’t dared to breathe.
“Now I’m really losing my mind.” She smiles and rubs her clit, knees bending and hips lifting so she can reach a new, deeper angle. “You’re not here but I’m hearing things that sound like you. Maybe I’m tipsier than I thought.”
I keep the stroke of my hand quick, matching her pace. Hard, fast, she doesn’t relent, squirming on the sheets until she groans, loud and long.
“Fuck,” she lets out, touching herself through her orgasm. My balls tighten. Sweat forms at my hairline. I’d give all the money I have to lick her clean, and when she pulls the toy out of her pussy and runs her tongue along the length of the silicone, I splinter into a thousand pieces.
Warm cum covers my fingers and my shirt, my hips convulsing as she deep throats the vibrator. She keeps her eyes on the camera as she does, an innocent look behind her gaze while her lips suck her arousal off the toy.
Holding back a yell is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and I collapse into a pile of jeans when she pops the vibrator out of her mouth and giggles.
“That was fun.” Max touches her cheek, a smudge of her lipstick right in the corner of her mouth. She rolls onto her stomach and cradles her chin in her palm, smiling at her phone. “I hope you like that. If you do, will you send me a video back? I’m sure I sound silly, but I like knowing you’re excited by what I share with you.”
Baby,I’ll livestream it so everyone can see what you do to me.
“I’m going to shower. I hope work goes well. Don’t let anyone else watch this.” She gives the camera a stern look and follows it up with a kiss. “Talk to you later, Hunter.”
Max sighs, ending the recording. She swings her legs off the bed and saunters to the bathroom, showing off the beautiful curves of her ass. With one last look over her shoulder, she closes the door behind her, and I finally let myself relax.
“Fucking angel.” I groan and grab a rogue pair of black tights I find underneath a basket. I use them to wipe off my hand and tuck them in my pocket, vowing to buy her a new pair.
The water turns on in the bathroom. Max yanks the shower curtain open, and I know now is my chance to escape without being seen.
Standing on shaky, post orgasm legs is really fucking difficult, but I tuck my dick back in my pants. I zip up my jeans and slide out of the closet and into her room. I see the sticky notes on her desk and pull one off the top, scribbling out a quick note for her to find.
Thanks for the great show.
With another heart under it.
Feeling ballsy and like I’m testing my luck, I pick up her discarded vibrator. I lick it and moan, my cock twitching at the taste of her cum. She’s so fucking sweet, and I want to take it home with me. That would be too obvious. A dead giveaway and playing with fire, so I set it back on her comforter with my love note attached to it.
I press my ear against the bathroom door, smiling at Max singing a song badly out of key. I kiss the barrier that separates us and sneak out the front door just as the water shuts off and her bedroom door opens.
The walk to my motorcycle parked up the street and around the corner is torture. The last thing I want to do is leave her,but the text that comes through with a video attached makes me grin.
Max the Angel
For you. xoxo
