Give her time.
I rub my stubbled chin with my hand. The smell of Lana’s arousal lingers on my fingers, making my already-stiff cock ache with a need for release. I push the band of my sweatpants down and wrap my hand around my dick, giving it a single tug.
Just a little something to take the edge off, I tell myself as I pump up and down until pre-cum runs down my shaft, helping my hand slide more easily across the soft skin.
It’s better than drinking, I repeat twice as my stomach contracts and my toes flex from the building pleasure at the base of my spine. Heat travels toward my cock, making it impossible to think about anything but seeking my own pleasure.
I imagine Lana’s fingers replacing mine. The tease of her touch. The tight grip of her hand wrapping around my shaft, pumping until my balls draw tight. The warmth of her mouth replacing her hand, teasing and testing until I’m bucking underneath her, choking her with my cock.
I can picture it all vividly.
Her eyes watering as she takes all of me.
Me shoving my cock as far as it can go before I come down her throat.
The taste of my release on her tongue as I pull her against me and kiss her until we’re both ready for me to sink inside of her.
My spine tingles, and my pumping becomes more erratic. With a few more tugs, my cock explodes, covering my shirt.
I screw my eyes shut and curse to myself. Whatever peace I thought I might feel quickly fades away as I picture Lana cleaning off my dick with the flat of her tongue.
“Fuck,” I rasp.
So much for taking the edge off.
***
The next morning, Lana wakes up bright and early to take Cami down to the lake. I consider joining them so I can talk to her about last night but decide it would be better to speak to her once Cami is asleep.
I spend the next hour sifting through the DreamStream app while scrolling through Reddit, gathering information about the app and what people really think of it. Thanks to Lana’s insight and the data I collected, I have a good understanding of the app and its competitors.
I shoot Rowan a text before I lose my confidence.
Want to talk about DreamStream sometime? I’ve got a couple ideas.
Rowan
I’m free in thirty. I’ll send you a video call link.
My brother and I hop on to the call thirty minutes later. Zahra pops in to say hi. Rowan’s eyes brighten as he looks up at her while she speaks to me.
Damn. Love looks good on my brother. I’m happy he found someone who could make him look that happy all the time.
Once Zahra leaves, he and I get down to business.
DreamStream was my brother’s baby before he became the director of Dreamland. I’m surprised he hasn’t stepped in to help since they’re struggling, but given how busy he is with the park and Zahra, it makes sense. He doesn’t have time to get involved in other divisions of the company.
So, you’re the next best option?
The seed of doubt plants itself in my head, but I do my best to ignore it.
The longer I speak to Rowan about my assessment, the more enthusiastic and confident I become about everything.
“You really thought this out.” Rowan stares into the camera.
“It was hard to fall asleep last night.” That’s an understatement. It took me hours to knock out after everything with Lana, so the best thing I could do was try to distract myself with DreamStream.
“What do you suggest we do?” He leans back in his office chair.