Page 72 of One More Shot
She rolls her eyes, but her lips twitch slightly. ‘Save that for round two.’
My brow floats even further into my hairline. ‘Round two?’
‘What?’ she says with a smirk. ‘Worried you can’t keep up?’
‘Worried I’ll never want to stop.’
She lets out a breathy moan before her camera drops to the side, buried beneath her sheets. I can hear the muffled sounds of her moving around, opening and closing a drawer, and then climbing back into bed.
When she brings the camera back up to her face again, her cheeks are slightly flushed. ‘Can you just—’ She swallows. ‘Just keeping talking to me. Okay?’
‘I can do that.’ I watch as she leans back into her pillows and her eyes flutter shut. Soft little pants spill from her lips as her chest rises and falls, and I can hear a light buzzing noise in the background.
It doesn’t take me long to connect the dots.
She’s using a toy.
‘You look so beautiful right now, baby,’ I tell her, my voice hoarse as I start to slowly pump up and down my shaft. ‘Such a good girl using your toy for me.’
She whimpers and squeezes her eyes shut a little tighter.
‘Tell me how it feels.’
‘Good,’ she gasps out. ‘So fucking good.’
‘Will you bring it to Italy?’ I ask.
She nods and bites down on her bottom lip.
‘Will you let me use it on you?’ I rub my thumb over my head and a jolt of intense pleasure shoots through me. ‘Will you let me slide into you and fill you up while I press your toy against your clit?’
‘Stopteas—’
‘Yes or no, baby? Use your words.’
Her eyes snap open for a second, just long enough to shoot me a glare. ‘Yes,’ she grits out. ‘Yes, I want you to use it on me.’
I swear the image of Eliott right now – chest heaving while she plays with herself, getting herself off on the thought of me sliding into her – is almost enough to send me over the edge.
And then her eyes flutter shut one last time, her entire body stiffens, and her mouth falls open as my name comes spilling from her lips. ‘Dane.’
Yeah, that’ll do it.
I squeeze my eyes tightly shut and imagine burying myself deep inside what has to be the most exquisite pussy I’ll ever have the pleasure of tasting. ‘Eliott.’ One more pump and it’s all over. I have to bite down on my lip to stop my groan of pleasure from being too loud and alerting the others inside as to what’s going on out here. ‘Fucking hell,baby. That was—’
I lean back in my chair and try to catch my breath.
‘Yeah,’ Eliott pants, the rise and fall of her chest becoming softer as she regains control once more. ‘Same.’
I’m not sure how long we sit there, just listening to the sound of each other breathing as we bask in our post-orgasm glow, but the sound of the garden door sliding open snaps me back to reality.
‘… swear he came out here,’ I hear Cash mumble.
‘Shit.’
Eliott looks on with barely concealed amusement as I fumble to get myself decent before anyone finds me.
‘I have to go,’ I mutter reluctantly as Cash’s shadow looms just around the corner. ‘But I’ll see you soon. Just two more days.’
