“Are you undressing?” I ask, as my pulse jumps in my throat.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “I want you to do the same, but put your phone somewhere so I can watch.”
I prop my phone up on my nightstand, and climb to my feet. My God, am I really going to do this? I reach for the hem on my t-shirt, and Rider says, “Slowly.”
I laugh at that, and while I’d normally feel silly and vulnerable, everything in the way he’s watching me from his hotel room in Vancouver, fills me with confidence and bravado.
I move my hips and he grunts and shifts, getting comfortable on his bed. My T-shirt tickles my skin as I slowly peel it over my head and toss it aside. My bra is black lace, a luxury, and Rider’s eyes latch onto my breasts.
“Yeah, I like that,” Rider moans. “Keep going?” I slide my thumbs into my jeans, and move them around as I wiggle. “Killing me, Jules.” He tugs his shirt off and I take that moment to admire his hard body. My mouth waters and if I try hard enough, I can almost smell his freshly showered skin.
I pop the button on my pants, and slide the zipper down. I wasn’t expecting to strip in front of anyone tonight, so I’m not wearing anything special beneath my pants, but when I slide my jeans to my knees, a low moan of appreciation rumbles in his throat.
“You are so sexy.”
I tug on the elastic band on my panties, but don’t remove them. He groans at my teasing and I grin. “Your turn,” I say. “I want to see.” He sets his phone down, and stands. He makes short work of his pants, which were already undone and I admire his black boxers, which hug his package so nicely. This friends with benefits thing is kind of fun. “Keep going.”
He tugs his shorts off and his beautiful cock pops free, and while I’m excited, I’m also disappointed that I can’t take him into my mouth or hands. I moan, and my nipples pucker against the lace.
“Like what you see?” he asks.
“Yeah, you? I lean toward the phone, wanting his touch, but knowing it won’t bring him any closer to me.
“Oh, yeah, but I need to see more.”
I reach behind and unhook my bra and before he can ask, I take my breasts into my hands, and rub my thumbs over my nipples. I toss my head back and whimper as my body comes alive.
“Fuck, I want my mouth on you,” he says.
“I want that too.” I don’t think I?
??ve ever wanted a man’s touch so badly before.
“Take your panties off and show me your sweet cunt,” he says and his dirty talk fires me up even more.
“Is this what you want, Rider?” I ask and hook my thumbs into my panties. Ever so slowly I peel them down my legs and toss them aside. I stand back up, and knock my knees together.
“Oh no you don’t. Spread. Now.”
Heat zings through me. “Is this what you want to see?” I ask, loving this sexy game we’re playing. I slowly spread my thighs, giving him a view of my needy sex.
“Are you wet?”
“Yeah,” I murmur.
“Open up, show me,” he commands in a soft voice as he takes his cock into his hand and gives a couple hard tugs. Light shimmers on the pre-cum pooling on his slit.
“I wish I could taste you,” I say and swallow. He dips into the cum with his finger and uses it for lubricant. “If I had my mouth on you right now, I’d want you to come down my throat.”
“Jesus fuck, Jules.” His cock jumps in his hand and I grin. “I never knew you were such a tease.”
“I’m not teasing. I’m serious.”
“Let me see you,” he grunts out as he cups his balls.
I reach between my legs, and open my sex lips, exposing my pink wetness to him. My fingers brush my clit and I moan in bliss.
“Your hot little cunt needs my attention.”