Page 5 of Still His

If any other client ever spoke to me this way, I would instantly block them, but that thought has never crossed my mind with Dante. With him, it’s always felt natural and easy. Like it’s just the way things were meant to be between us.

I know it sounds crazy, and I thought I was insane at first, because who gives complete and total submission to someone over the internet while they are being paid? Oh, there are plenty I know who fake submission, but it’s not fake with him.

My body craves to follow his every order and command. To please him.

Fuck, I bet if I told him how much control he actually had over me during these calls, he’d probably think I was a nutcase and run in the other direction.

They don’t come to cam girls for relationships. Just some hot and quick fun before they merge back into their daily lives.

Us cam girls? We are just blips on most of our watchers’ radars.

“Please, oh,” I mewl and purr, my hips lifting off the bed seeking the friction I know I won’t give myself until he allows me to.

“I want you to cum, Cat. I want you to stick two of those gorgeous fingers inside of that tight little kitty of yours and fuck yourself until you’re screaming and purring my name.” Yes! I move to circle my clit once more and he growls. “Do it now, Cat. Don’t be a bad kitty when you’re so close.”

Oh no. I know that voice. That’s his ‘do as I say, or you won’t get to cum’ voice.

I move my fingers down to my entrance and plunge them inside my tight core and let out a strangled cry as I watch Dante jerking his cock and wishing it was him inside of me. I would let him wreck me anytime, anywhere.

“What are you thinking, kitty cat?” he whispers to me and for a moment, I freeze. I freeze because I could swear that it wasn’t Dante talking to me just now, but Dad. “You okay, Cat?” Dante stops his movements and waits for me to respond.

“I’m good. Just had a flash from the past in my head and it messed with me a little,” I tell him honestly and he groans, returning his attention to his dick. I can actually see it throbbing in his hand he’s so close.

“Cum for me, Cat. Be the good little kitty I know you are, and cum for me right now,” he orders, and like always, my body responds with one quick flick of my thumb over my clit.

I scream out my release as I watch him pump himself a couple more times until he’s growling his release, my name on his lips like both a prayer and a curse.

I think I like that he calls me Cat because it feels more personal since it’s an abbreviation of my name. And when it falls from his lips as he’s pleasuring himself, it sends me into a sort of high I never want to come down from.

I whimper as I pull my fingers from my drenched core, and he groans.

“Good girl. Now taste yourself for me.”

I groan, bringing my fingers to my lips and sucking them into my mouth the way I imagine I would give head.

“Damn, Cat. Keep making those noises and I’m going to be hard again before our call is even finished.”

I chuckle and move to sit up, my body feeling weightless and light from the orgasm he just helped me reach. “As much as I would love a second round, I actually need to talk to you.” I bite my lip as I watch him move around on the screen before he gets closer.

“What’s wrong?” he asks like he genuinely cares for me, and my heart stutters.

No, bad heart! Not possible.

“Nothing is wrong. Not really anyways, but I’m going to be away from my site for a week or so. I plan on posting it later on but wanted to give you a heads up.”

He grunts and leans back in his chair. “A week?” I nod and fidget with my hands, hoping he won’t be upset. I know we meet at least three times a week, but this is something I need to do. “And you’re sure you’re alright?” he questions again, and I sigh.

“Yes. I’m just going home for a visit, but I won’t be offline the whole time. Just until I get settled in,” I assure him, and he doesn’t say anything for a moment.

“Okay. As long as you’re sure you are alright. Just send me a message when you’re ready to pick this back up. No rush, okay?” I smile and nod. “And I want to know when you’re safe.”

“I promise, Dante. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” I give him a cheeky wink before pawing at my face again, nuzzling into my hands and yawning.

“Well, that has to be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Get some rest, Cat. And good luck.” He says goodbye before we disconnect the call.

Once I’ve cleaned up in the shower, I crawl into bed to lay down. Tomorrow, I will get everything ready to head home and see just where I stand with Dad. Hearing his voice during that call tonight? That had to be a sign I needed to go home and figure this out with Dad once and for all so I could start the process of mending my heart if he rejects me.

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