Page 72 of The Summer Arrangement
He’s propped the phone so I can see his entire chest on display, and I’d give anything to run my tongue along his stacked muscles.
“See something ya like?” he challenges when I have yet to say anything.
“Just thinking about what I’d do to you if you were here… But to answer your question… Yes… You’re freaking hot, and you know it.”
Thumbing the waistband of my underwear, I quickly slide them off.
Tipping his head to the side, his eyes narrow speculatively. “Why is that beautiful face of yours suddenly so flushed?”
Stepping back from the dresser and resting my ass on the edge of the bed, I let him finally get a glimpse of my plan.
“Holy fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.”
“I thought maybe this would help you with your little problem you had before.”
A low chuckle escapes as he scoots back onto the bed further. “He’s not so little at the moment. Fuck, if I thought I was hard before, I’m a fucking steel rod now. Touch yourself, Beautiful.”
“Where?” I ask playfully.
“Hmmmm… Where to begin? Roll your nipples in your fingers and run your palm down your stomach but stop right before you reach that beautiful pussy of yours… I want to make sure you’re good and primed before flicking that sensitive clit.”
My breath hitches as I do exactly that. “Mmmmm. I wish this was you. Your hands know just what I need.”
“You and me both, babe. Trust me,” he growls.
As he leans back, his hands disappear off screen, and I won’t have that. “Reposition your phone. I need to see your straining cock on screen. I want to fantasize about licking you from root to tip as I touch myself.”
“Mmmmm… I’d like that,” he murmurs as he repositions his phone. His voice is rough and strained when he demands, “Run your fingers along your slick heat. Let me know if you’re wet.”
“I’m drenched,” I pant. I have no idea what it is about this man, but I’ve been soaked since the moment he mentioned being hard.
“Fuck me, you’re beautiful.”
“Free your cock, Cam,” I beg, finding a rhythm that will have me flying over the edge in no time. “Need to… see you.”
Pushing his boxers down, his beautiful thick cock springs to his belly button.
My mouth waters at the sight. “Swirl your thumb along the head and give it a squeeze for me with one hand, while you cup your balls with the other. I wanna see you lose control.”
My breath becomes ragged as I rub myself and take him in.
“It won’t take much,” he warns. “Watching you pleasure yourself is the hottest thing in my existence.
“Damn… Elizabeth, you’re so fucking beautiful. God… I wish it were my fingers gliding along your slick wet cunt…. I want my thumbs rolling your pert nipples against my palm, and I need to feel my rough stubble marking your inner thighs as I feast on you. Tasting you…” he exhales heavily. “God… I don’t want tojust taste you. I fucking need to devour you. Hell, licking your sweet pussy is the first thing I’m doing when I see you again.”
Electric sparks prickle along my spine at his words.
“Oh… Shit… I’m so fucking close…” I warn. “Keep talking, Cam… I need your sexy voice to push me over.”
“I want you so fuckin’ bad, Elizabeth. Next time we’re together, I’m also gonna prop you up on all fours and slide into you from behind.”
“Oh… That sounds so good,” Just the thought of him entering me from that position has me slick with need. “I want that…” I encourage.
“You’re gonna hold the headboard while I use my hands and my thick cock to pleasure you until you pass out,” he promises.
The tingles up my spine morph into bolts of lightning tremoring through my entire body when he continues, “I’ll squeeze your nipples just the way you like it with one hand, while I play your clit like a fiddle with the other. I’ll be relentlessly slow… As I slowly slip in and out of you… Until you fall apart on my cock.”
“Ohmigod, Cam… I’m… Right there,” I beg for him to continue.
