“Damn. You look so good on my screen. So pretty. I want this as my desktop background.”
Deanna’s eyes shot open and she sat straight up. “Don’t you dare!”
His laugh came through the speakers loud and clear, the sound of it vibrating all over her too-sensitive skin. “No screen capture,” he assured her, “got it.”
She relaxed back onto the bed. “I mean it, Jonas.”
He reached down and adjusted himself, and Deanna’s gaze followed the path of his hand. He was fully aroused and her mouth watered. “Someday you’re going to let me take pictures. I want lots of them of you, kitten.”
Deanna smiled, a little too pleased that he was already thinking of a future with them together. “Jonas?”
“Yeah?”
“Take off your boxers.”
He didn’t even blink. Within seconds Jonas sprawled out on the black comforter completely nude. His hard cock jutted out from his body, all but begging to be sucked. “I have a confession to make.”
“Uh, okay. I’m all ears.”
“I love your cock,” she said, as if admitting some deep, dark secret. “I want to taste it so badly right now.”
“Fuck, Deanna,” he growled as he wrapped a hand around the heavy length. “You need to be here, damn it.”
“But I’m not. You’ll just have to stroke it for me, won’t you?”
“I will if you will,” he challenged.
The promise of seeing Jonas masturbating was more than enough incentive. Deanna took hold of the hem on her tank top and tugged it upward. She tossed it onto the bed next to her, then removed her panties next. Once she was completely naked, she lay back against the pillows and wrapped both hands around her breasts and squeezed.
“Mmm, that’s my girl. Now, open your legs for me. Show me that hot, little pussy.”
Deanna slowly spread her legs wide until they were on either side of the laptop. “Better?”
“Much. I’m so damn hard for you right now.”
“I can see that, and it makes me very thirsty.”
Jonas squinted. “Be very careful what you say, kitten,” he cautioned in a rough voice. “I’m staying away from you only because it’s what you want. If I had my way, I’d be there on that bed, right between those silky thighs, lapping you up.”
Deanna wanted to laugh, to lighten the mood, but she was too aroused, too ready to sail over the cliff into oblivion with Jonas. When his hand moved up and down his cock, she nearly whimpered. “You have a very talented mouth, Jonas. And an absolutely gorgeous cock.”
“Since I can’t use either of them on you properly, then I think the only thing to do is let you play. Will you touch your pussy for me?”
Deanna skated one hand down over her belly until she reached her mound. She stopped and cupped herself. She heard Jonas curse. “Well, since we’re both in bed and naked, I think it would be a pity to waste the opportunity.”
“Exactly,” he murmured as he continued to pump his cock.
Deanna massaged her hand up and down her pussy. “Like this?”
“Use your fingers and open your pussy lips. I want to see you, kitten.”
Deanna’s breathing increased as she used both hands to open her slick, swollen folds.
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?Yeah, that’s it. Fucking sweet as honey. Damn, I want that,” he gritted out. “I need to bury my dick in there, sweetness.”
Deanna bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as she stroked and teased. “What’s your favorite position?”