The tip of her tongue rubbed her bottom lip. Watch, she mouthed at me.
My focus shot to her hand as she teased her opening with two fingers then slowly slipped them inside.
We groaned together, as she eased them out, glistening with lubrication, then pushed them back in again.
“Describe your pussy to me as you fuck yourself.”
“It’s very tight. The heat’s incredible. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet. When I stuff myself with my fingers I get this deep ache because I wish it was your fingers inside me. Your cock.”
“Say the word and I’m there.”
“That would be breaking the rules,” she panted. “I’m so close, Hunter. Do you mind if I come?”
“That’s what we’re here for, sweetheart.”
Her hips were making circles on the comforter as she worked her fingers hard and fast.
“Pinch your clit when you’re about to come. Tight. Don’t let go.”
“Fuck,” she yelled, her back arching like a bow, her body shuddering as a fairly intense-looking orgasm shot through her.
My balls tightened as I watched her pussy contract over her slippery fingers. “Where can I come?” I asked.
“On my stomach and breasts.”
I crawled further up the bed until my knees were up against her open thighs. Leaning over, I placed one hand to the side of her to steady myself as I jerked my cock in long strokes.
“You have a beautiful cock. I want you to mark me,” she said.
That did it. The tingling at the base of my spine erupted. The sight of her lying there, asking for my cum, taking me over the edge. My cream hit her belly and bared breasts as I shouted her name. When I finally finished, I collapsed beside her on the comforter.
“You’re delightfully filthy yourself, Saylor,” I muttered as my breathing eased. “How long is this sologamy going to last because if this snowstorm continues, I can think of a lot of things we could do to pass the time.”
Saylor giggled. “Sologamy lasts until I make enough money to do something else. Or, maybe some magazine will give me a regular writing gig.”
“I’ll give you one. Right now.”
She thumped my arm playfully, then went to roll away. Fuck that. It was the second time that night we’d got close only to have her pull away, both physically and, I suspected, emotionally.
I took a firm hold on her arm. “Where are you going?”
“I need to clean up.”
“Stay there.” I pushed myself off the bed. “It’s my job to clean you up.”
“Said no guy ever,” she called after me.
I warmed a washcloth in the bathroom and returned, straddled her hips and focused on cleaning my cum off her, ignoring the fact that my balls and cock were nestled right above her pussy, trying to let me know they’d be happy to go another round. This time without Saylor’s rules.
I started on her stomach, working my way up to the cum on her breasts, purposefully teasing her nipples with the cloth.
“You let a guy come on you, he should have the decency to wipe you off. If he doesn’t, ditch him. It’s a warning sign he’s not going to put his socks in the laundry, or surprise you with flowers simply because you’re so awesome. He’ll take you for granted. You need someone to worship you, Saylor. That’s what you deserve.”
“Those sorts of dreams have been crushed. That guy doesn’t exist.”
“He does. Don’t settle for less.”
“You’re growing hard,” she said, rubbing herself against me.
“Stop changing the subject. Promise me you’ll stay away from dickheads and jerks.”
“Okay. I promise.” She reached up and placed her hand on my jaw, giving me the sweetest look. “Thank you, Hunter. I know that was kind of weird, but I needed it. You made me feel very sexy. I’m not going to keep bringing up the subject of Rex because I know how tiresome that is. He didn’t like me to be adventurous, sexually, which is kind of ironic given he was happy for his PA to drop to her knees and blow him during lunch break. There were things I wanted to explore, but he wasn’t interested. He got really annoyed when he caught me masturbating. He said it was tantamount to cheating. More irony. Anyway, thanks. I’m glad you thought it was hot, and I’m glad you joined in.”
“Me, too. And, believe me, watching you play with your pussy and make yourself come was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And if there’s anything else you want to try, you only have to say the word and I’m there.” I lifted the comforter. “Hop under before I try to talk my way between your legs.”
She giggled again. “Can we cuddle?”
“Yeah, but I’ll stay on top of the bedding. Trust me, we’ll both be safer that way.”