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“You made my cock twitch when you sent that.”

“And you made me soak my panties with that gasp after my pictures,” I admitted.

I wanted to see him now. If he had to be at work and I was alone, I at least wanted to see what I was missing. “Hang up, I’m about to Zoom you.”

“Okay,” he said.

I immediately hung up and Zoomed him. As soon as he picked up, I said, “Take them off.”

I watched him carry his computer out of his home office and into his bedroom and shuffle around in the bed. He looked as sexy as I knew he would. I dreaded being here and not there. He looked good enough to soak up with a biscuit.

“You first,” he said.

I giggled as I dangled my lace panties in front of the camera. “Now, what would you like me to do?”

“How about we play a little game of Simon says?” he suggested.

“I’m listening.”

“Simon says stick your finger inside your mouth and suck on it.”

I followed Evan’s order and sucked on my finger. The slurping noises I made while swallowing my finger whole sent chills up my spine. It sounded like his cock sliding through my moisture. I watched him grip his cock, his computer positioned just so I could watch him.

“Simon says, massage your breasts,” he instructed me. “With your hands and your tongue. Kiss them how you want me to kiss them.”

I rolled my tongue over my bottom lip before I flicked it up and down. Keeping my focus on him, I lifted my right breast to my lips. I caressed it with my hand before I started placing gentle kisses onto it. After I covered it with kisses, I slid my tongue toward my nipple, tracing circles around it. His mouth hung open as he watched me rolling my tongue against the tip of my nipple. Once it was completely hard, I suckled it with my mouth. Hungrily, I sucked until it was completely saturated. Then I switched to the other breast, beginning again.

Evan’s gasps of pleasure increased, his stroking becoming faster. His pupils dilated as his mouth hung open, watching me. Lust hazed over his eyes and an animalistic voice called to me. “Simon says, take that finger and slide it inside you.”

A low groan escaped from my lips. He had no idea how the tiny whimpers he made whenever he would first slide between my legs sent me to another planet. He made those same sounds now as he stroked his cock. I closed my eyes and imagined him lying in bed—dick held erect—waiting for me to impale myself on it. I loved how his body welcomed me as if I belonged there.

“Simon says, tell me how wet you are.”

“Mmm... soaking wet, baby.”

“Simon says, tell me how your fingers feel inside you.”

I moaned again. “They feel hard and soft,” she replied.

“Mmm... now Simon says, make yourself come.”

He watched as I rocked myself against my fingers. Back and forth. In and out. I moved my body like I did when he was inside me. He moved his hand up and down as his precum started to seep out. He was on the cusp and wouldn’t last much longer. The whimpers that left my lips were pure torture to him. I could see it in his eyes. I envisioned them in my ear as his warm breath tickled my skin.

“I’m close, baby,” I announced.

“Then come for me,” he told me, speaking to himself as well, I assumed.

We moaned in unison as I shook against my fingers and came. I tried to keep my eyes open to watch him. His body released too, cum soiling his shirt in a hot explosion. His eyes rolled back as tiny grunts of pleasure emitted from his mouth. As he finished and I relaxed back on the bed, he stroked himself more slowly.

“Now Simon says take them out and taste yourself.”

I obeyed and eased my fingers from the apex of my thighs up to my lips. As an added bonus, I smothered my lips with the wetness my fingers contained, then licked my lips. Evan groaned and licked his lips as if he could taste me.

“How do you taste?” he asked.

Sucking on my finger, I replied, “Delicious.”

My body felt like Jell-O, relaxed and pliable. I lay there on my bed, looking at the computer screen, wishing Evan’s arms could be around me. I almost teared up. Sex just wasn’t the same when it was over the phone or computer. I missed him.

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