Page 110 of Delicate Storm

“Yeah.”

“I’m not going to record this. You don’t ever have to worry about that.”

She falls silent and I’m worried the phone disconnected until her face appears on the screen. “Thank you. But I trust you. I always have.”

I can’t help but smile even though her words hit me in the chest. “Good to know.”

After getting into position, Paige spreads her legs, angling her body toward the camera, and the view has me almost coming in my sweats. “God, I miss that pussy. It’s been too long.”

“I miss you too, I mean your hands, your… I’m sorry. You’re making me crazy.”

I smile as she shakes her head, and when she opens her mouth to undoubtedly apologize again, I cut her off. “Shhh. No more talking.” She zips her lips, and it makes me wish I was there to kiss her to silence. “Thank you. Now don’t move.”

“What?” Her jaw drops and I’m happy she changed positions so I could see her reaction.

“You asked me to punish you. So that’s what I’m doing. You’re going to watch while I finish fucking my hand. And you’re not allowed to move. At all. Not until I say.”

“Fuck, Wilder. I don’t think I can do that.”

“You will.” I stare at her pointedly, and she moans as her head drops back.

“God. Hurry up.”

I laugh until my eyes lock on her pussy again and my cock twitches.

Without another word, I lower my sweats, letting my length spring free before positioning my phone so that she can see what I’m doing while I watch her. The angle’s uncomfortable for myarm but it’s worth it when I get to see her gasp, her eyes full of need as she stares at my cock in my hand.

I pump slowly at first, teasing her as much as I’m teasing myself, but while she doesn’t touch herself, she does start rocking her hips like she’s fucking the air, and the visual has my cock weeping for her. What I wouldn’t give to be sinking inside her. To have her tight walls sucking me in. Squeezing the cum out of me.

I pump harder, my eyes falling closed as I squeeze, picturing my cock between her legs, moving inside her.

She moans and my eyes flash open to see her legs fall shut as she squirms on the bed, visibly struggling.

“Fuuck.” A groan rips from the back of my throat. “Legs open, Paige.”

Her knees drop to the bed and she reaches forward, palming her legs near the apex of her thighs.

“Can I speak? Please.”

“Yes.” I give in. The way she whimpers when she begs sends a current to my balls, but I fight it, needing a little more time.

“ThankGod. I need you, Easton. Please let me touch myself. Let me sink my fingers into my pussy while I pretend that it’s you. I need to fuck my hand so I can fuck you.Please.”

Jesus fucking Christ.“Yes. But keep talking.”

She sits up suddenly, then locks eyes with the camera before biting her lip and finally sinking her fingers inside herself, groaning as her hips buck.

“God, you feel so good, East. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I’m close. I need you to rub your clit while you curl a finger against your wall. Can you do that?

“Yes. Oh God. Oh God. I’m going to come.”

“Imagine it’s my mouth. Sucking your clit, working your pussy.”

“East. Jesus.”

She works her core while I pump so hard I’m seeing stars, and just when I think I’m going to explode without her, she screams out my name as her body convulses, sending me flying as I spill onto the bed, my body shaking as I groan.

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