Page 33 of Heartstrings & Horizons
“Cade,” she grumbles through gritted teeth. I’m eager to see if my girl can handle giving someone else control for once. I’m not usually this bossy in the bedroom, but she brings something out in me, something unrestrained.
“Breathe, baby. Is Mags home?” She turns back towards the camera, giving me a front row seat to the blush that’s spreading across her face.
“No.” Her words are breathy now.
“Take the phone to your room and lock the door.” She must suspect my intentions because she hesitates briefly before picking up the phone, walking us through the house towards a set of stairs. I can’t see her face as she saunters towards our destination, but the view of her tits is making my cock hard. She gently props the phone up on her nightstand and sits her delicious ass down on the side of her unkempt bed. I notice something to the left of her pillow and my jaw goes slack.Is that a vibrator?
“Have you been playing without me, baby?” I ask.
“I, uh…” she struggles to find a response and I know the question has her flustered.
“Tell me… what do you think about when you fuck yourself with your toy?” I don’t think she realized I spotted her little friend, so she quickly looks around in a panic before shoving the toy under her pillow — but it’s too late. “Do you think about your fiancé when you’re getting yourself off, Paige?”
There’s a flash of unease at my words and then she composes herself and says, “yes.”
“Take off your shirt.” My tone brokers no room for argument. Paige’s fingers find the hem of her black t-shirt as she lifts it over her head. There’s another tank top underneath with tiny straps and the swells of her gorgeous breasts come into view.
“Off,” I command.
“Cade. I…” she hesitates, insecurity taking over her face.
“I want to see you, baby. And if you think you’re anything less than absolutely perfect, you’re wrong and I won’t hesitate to prove it to you.” Something like sadness flashes in her eyes before she silently nods and removes her tank top. She’s not wearing a bra and her tits are on full display; way more than a handful with dusky pink nipples I’d love to devour with my mouth. “Pinch your nipples, baby. Pretend it’s me touching you.”
She nods in agreement as her hands come up to trace the outline of her breasts before pushing them together and circling her thumb and index fingers around the rosy buds.
“That’s it baby, are you getting wet for me?” She nods as a moan escapes her. “Good. Take off your pants and lie back on the bed.”
I sit back on the couch and grip my cock in my fist as I watch Paige strip off her leggings.Goddamn.She wasn’t wearing any underwear. I catch a glimpse of her bare pussy between her lush thighs and pre-cum leaks from my tip. I angle my phone so she can’t see anything below my waist but by the look on her face, she knows what I’m doing.
“Lay back and spread your legs for me, baby.” She complies and her lips are glistening with need. “You’re soaked. Touch your clit for me. Imagine my head between your thighs.”
“Nobody’s ever done that before.” She admits, and I want to pummel every man who has ever seen my girl like this and not offered to devour her sweet cunt. I can see her confidence building as she pleasures herself, a flush spreading across her chest.
“When I get my hands on you, baby, I’m going to make you forget every other man who dared put their hands on what's mine. Take out your vibrator.”
I watch as Paige pulls the hot pink toy out from under the pillow. She turns it on and starts circling her clit with the tip.
“You should see yourself, Sunshine. You’re so fucking sexy. Push it in. Fill yourself up for me.”
She slowly pushes in, an inch at a time — I can tell she’s tight. My cock is weeping, begging for release as I stroke myself in time with her hand. I need to slow down or I’m going to come way too quickly, but fuck if this isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. She starts to squirm as the vibrator bottoms out and the smaller arm hits her clit at the perfect angle. Her noises are unbidden now as she fucks herself faster. “That’s it, baby. I want you to make yourself come, imagining your future husband’s cock inside of you.”
“Fuck, Cade. I’m almost there.” She whines. Loose curls have fallen down, framing her face as her eyes roll to the back of her head, her breaths coming in short pants, gorgeous tits heaving as her breathing picks up.
“Me too.” I pant. She’s writhing and squirming now and I know it won't be long before she finds her release. “Come with me, Paige. Let me hear you scream my name.”
A moment later, she shatters with my name on her lips as our eyes lock through the screen, and I follow her over the edge.
I’m so fucked.
Chapter 13
Paige
? Secondhand Smoke - Kelsea Ballerini
Paige, 13 years old
“Hey mom, I’m home!” I call into the quiet of our Northbrook townhouse. We’ve lived here for 5 years — ever since my grandpa passed away and my childhood home to my uncle instead of my dad, despite the fact that we lived with him all my life. I don’t pretend to know what family drama happened there and it’s not my place to ask. The only family we have left is on my mom’s side. I lost all of my cousins in the fallout. Well, except my step cousins but I only see them on holidays. It hurt — they were some of my best friends growing up and then they were just… gone.
