Page 54 of In The Dark
Max the Angel
Delicious. I might’ve had a touch too much to drink.
Me
Uh oh. Is my girl drunk?
Max the Angel
Tipsy. And horny.
I crane my neck to look at her. She unbuttons her skirt and shimmies out of the denim, tossing it to the side. I bite my knuckles to keep from groaning when she peels off her shirt next, leaving her in a pretty red bra and lacy underwear.
Fuck.
This is so much better than watching her on the app. I type out a response to her with one hand, using the other to quietly unzip my jeans and pop open the button at the top of my pants.
Me
Wish I was there to take care of you, angel.
Max the Angel
So do I. Should I record a video touching myself and send it to you?
Me
Imagine me on my knees in front of you begging. Please, please, please.
Max giggles and stands. She pulls back the curtains and relaxes on the bed, her head propped up on the pillows.
Max the Angel
I’m going to pretend you’re watching me from outside my window. It’s dark, and my light is on, so I wouldn’t be able to see you. But I’d know you were there. And you could watch.
Me
You want to put on a show, don’t you? You want to be on display.
She unclasps her bra and lets her tits spill free. Her underwear comes off next, leaving her gloriously naked, and my mouth pops open. She grabs three books off her nightstand, setting them at the foot of the bed and propping her phone against them. She starts recording, and I can’t help but inch toward the door so I can have a better view.
“I’ve never made a video for someone before.” Max rests a hand on her breast and rubs it across her chest. She sighs, thighs parting as she pinches her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. “I hope I do this right.”
It’s going to be the best thing I’ve ever seen, I want to shout. I almost crawl out of the closet and take the spot on the mattress next to her so I can reassure her as her low moans fill the room. Her free hand snakes up to her throat, touching her neck and applying pressure against her windpipe.
“I like when you do this to me. I know you’re not going to hurt me, but I like it when you’re rough. The hint of danger is fun.”
I adjust my briefs so my cock is free, slowly stroking myself. I want her in so many ways, and it’s hard to be patient. I want to yank her by her ankles and shove her legs apart. I want to leave bruises on her ass so it hurts to sit down. She trails her hand down her body, teasing across her stomach with a smile that’s sharp and cunning.
“When I’m with you, I like how fast you get me off. But when I’m by myself, I like to take my time."
Her palm dips between her legs, and I bite my collar to keep from groaning when she slides two fingers inside herself. Her back arches off the bed as she plays with her clit, and I study the circles she’s using. She does like to draw it out as long as possible, teasing herself, and I’m going to try that the next time we’re together.
Max is quiet, finding the rhythm she likes, but a moan tumbles out of her. I wonder if anyone driving past is slowing down so they can see her.
I would.
She’s fuckingbeggingfor someone to watch her and give her attention.
