Page 48 of Scandalous Lover

I click into my own comment box.

Sam: I don’t recognize myself.

Naomi: As the brilliant fucking sex god you are? Well, there’s no way to deny it now.

I laugh softly at her sass, eyes glued to the screen. I’m slipping the little black vibrator deep into her body now, holding my hand out to catch it as it slides back out.

Naomi: I do that to myself all the time now.

Naomi: After you did it, now I can’t keep it out of myself. Somedays I carry it in my purse so I can sneak into the bathroom and get myself off just like you did.

Well, maybe I won’t last two minutes. Not with this new commentary.

Sam: Are you touching yourself, princess, or typing?

Naomi: *crying laughing emoji*

Naomi: I’m doing both. Talk-to-texting with two fingers in my pussy.

What I wouldn’t give to see that.

I fix my gaze on the screen, watching her writhe and moan as I work her clit.

Sam: Are you touching your clit?

Naomi: Always.

Sam: I’m so close.

Naomi: Which part do you want to watch while you come?

Sam: I want to close my eyes and pretend I’m fucking you.

Naomi: Oh god, please tell me what you're doing in your mind.

Sam: I don’t know if I can do both.

Naomi: Can I call you?

I clench my teeth and consider. I can feel my orgasm floating away as I go through the pros and cons, so I decide to hold off.

Sam: Not tonight. I’ll talk-to-text you through it.

Naomi: Vibe on high. Ready for you.

I click into the comment box and hit the little microphone button to turn on talk-to-text. After another deep breath and long sigh, I re-up the lotion in my hand and start to speak.

Sam: This part at the end where I’m lubing myself up with you?

Sam: I think about it all the time.

Sam: You were so fucking wet.

Naomi: I’m that wet now.

A surge of pleasure hits my brain and I try to keep it together, loosening the grip on my cock as I make long strokes from root to tip. I’ve never wanted to delay my own orgasm more than I do right now.

I want this to last forever.

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