“God, yes. I want that so badly,” she moaned. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Jonas watched and waited, giving her a minute to catch up. “Do you like when I talk to you, Deanna? Do you like hearing my voice as you touch yourself?”
She didn’t speak, making only soft whimpers of sound as she continued to tease and play with her pussy.
“You’ll have to tell me, kitten. Tell me what you want.”
“Yes, I like it.”
“You like it, huh?” Jonas wrapped a fist around his cock again and stroked. Deanna obviously didn’t want him to stop, but he wanted more from her. Jonas wanted her to let down her guard and give him everything. “If I were there, would you want me to make love to you? So that it lasted all night? Would you like that, sweetness?”
“Oh, yes,” she breathed out. “I want you deep, Jonas. So deep that you fill me up.”
Jonas pumped harder. “Look at my cock, Deanna.” Once her chocolate gaze was on him, he asked, “Do you like what you see?” He ran his thumb back and forth over the tip.
“I love your cock. I want my tongue there, licking and teasing that little slit in the tip.”
“Hell yeah,” he said as the image she described filled his mind. “Keep playing with that lovely clit, Deanna,” he demanded. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m so close. Oh, Jonas,” she moaned.
Goddamn, he wanted her so badly it hurt. “Use your other hand and massage your tits.” When her hand lifted and covered one creamy swell, Jonas growled, “Mmm, such pretty titties. I want that nipple in my mouth.”
He stroked faster as he imagined the tight fist of her pussy sucking his cock deep. Her creamy heat would surround him and take him straight to paradise. As Jonas watched, Deanna used her delicate fingers to knead and stroke. Her dark mauve nipples puckered and stiffened to hard points that he wanted to nibble on for hours.
“Can you feel my mouth on your nipples? I can almost taste you, Deanna.” He saw her chest rise and fall, growing more rapid as her passion mounted. Jonas continued the erotic words, making love to her the only way he could in that moment. “If I were there, I’d suck your nipples first, and then bite them. Gentle love bites, enough to make you grab at my hair the way you do when you get all wild.”
“Jonas.”
His voice turned hoarse with his own need. “Cum for me, kitten. Cum all over your fingers while I watch.”
“No,” she said, surprising him. “Not without you.”
“Look at me, kitten.” When her gaze locked onto his, he murmured, “That’s it.” Jonas pumped himself harder, until suddenly he felt his release coming on. “Now,” he growled.
Deanna cried out his name and arched her back. The image of her on his screen sent him careening over the edge. He came on a shout, shooting his cum all over his hand.
Jonas collapsed against the headboard and closed his eyes. “Fuck.”
“Yeah,” she said. Even through the computer speakers, Jonas could hear her out-of-control breathing.
He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed several tissues. After he cleaned himself off, he said, “I’ll be right back.”
“ ’Kay,” she mumbled.
Jonas got up and stretched his legs, then went to the bathroom to get rid of the tissues. He quickly washed up, then went back out to the bed. As he sat, his gaze went straight to the laptop screen. He smiled as he saw Deanna, limp on the bed, her legs spread open and her fingers still imbedded inside her pussy. Her eyes were closed, and he wondered if maybe she’d drifted off that way. “Deanna?”
“Shhh,” she muttered. “I’m busy enj
oying the afterglow.”
He chuckled. “And here I thought you’d fallen asleep.”
She lifted her eyelids and looked at the camera. “I can honestly say that I’ve never had an orgasm via video chat before.”
His gaze was riveted as she slid her fingers out of her pussy and closed her thighs. “Does that mean I popped your video cherry?”
She grinned. “Something like that.” He saw her reach for something; then she came back with a tissue.