Page 59 of Castling the Rook (Checkmate 3)

“Nah.” I step into my room and close the door. Moving through the room without switching the light on, I kick my shoes off and work on my shirt. “What he’s got isn’t contagious. He just needs somewhere to rest without anyone making him get up and work. He’s young and fit, and he’s past the worst of it, I think. He’ll be fine soon.”

“You’re a good friend, Riley. Not everyone would let their sick friend crash at their place.”

“Says the woman who slept in her living room for years.”

“It was no big deal,” she brushes it off. “What are you doing now?”

One handed, I unbuckle my belt and push my pants down. “I’m getting into bed. I’m ready for you to start touching yourself now.”

“Oh!” Giggling, she moves around so I hear the rustle of clothes. “I thought you were gonna call back later for that.”

“I was going to, because I was dealing with my friend, but he’s out now, and your voice in my ear turns me the fuck on.”

“Mmm. We should do this every night.” Like she just doesn’t give a fuck about what people think, the deep vibrations of a toy start and filter through my phone. “Call me tomorrow night. And the night after. And the night after.” And then she presses the toy over her clit and lets out a deep groan that makes my cock jump.

“I can’t call you tomorrow night.” And yet, I close my eyes and slide my hand along my dick. “I mean, I can. But we can’t do this. I’m starting night shift tomorrow.”

“That’s super fucking lame,” she groans. “Jesus, this thing is magic. I’m hanging up. Back in a sec.”

“Wait, what?” My eyes shoot open and stop on my black-screened cell. “What the fuck?”

My cell begins vibrating again, but with video this time. I slide my thumb across the screen and almost come when her bare tits fill my viewer. “Jesus, fuck, Dee.”

Instead of words, she holds her phone back far enough that I get a view of her slender torso, her fingers sliding over her chest and stopping to play with her nipples. Unable to stop myself, I stroke my cock and groan as she elongates her nipple and pinches. “Feels so good, Riley. I wish it was you.”

“I wish it was me, too.” I hold my cell back so she can see my dick. “You see what you do to me? See how hard you make me?”

“Fuckkkk,” she groans. “Imagine it, Riley.” Abandoning her nipple, her hand slides back down her body until she picks up a vibrating toy and presses it to her clit. Her body jolts like the toy is made of electricity. “Imagine if it was your cock,” she whimpers. “Imagine sliding in. Out. Stretching me out.” Her phone comes closer to her pussy until I can see the glistening moisture. “I don’t want to finger fuck myself, Riley. I want your big dick.”

“I wish I could.” My breath races out when she slides her fingers in. “I gotta work. I’m on five nights, then two days off. Maybe then.”

“Maybe,” she whimpers. “Jesus.” The buzzing grows louder as she turns it up and her torso bows up until she’s almost levitating. “I swear, you slide in just once and I’ll explode.”

“Wait for me, Dee.” My hand races against my cock and brings me closer to the edge. “Wait for me. I wanna come at the same time.”

“I’m close,” she breathes. “I need two hands.”

“Don’t put that phone down. I’ll be fucking pissed if you put the phone down and I don’t see you.”

“I just need…” Pausing, thinking, then deciding, she tosses the vibrator away and bends her torso. I continue jerking and watch her reach into the bedside table to her left. Pulling a dildo out, we both groan when she flops to her back and slides it down her body. Sliding the tip of the large toy around her opening, she slicks it up and prepares to slide. “Hurry up, Riley. You have twenty seconds.”

“Wait!” My hand moves faster and draws my orgasm to the surface. “Wait for me.”

“Too slow.” She slams the dildo in and cries out when her body spasms. Her hips piston, her tits bounce, then she screams and allows my body to step over the ledge with hers. I fight my closing eyes, refusing them permission to cut her off from me. I come violently, shots of hot semen land on my belly, my thighs, my bedspread, then she pushes the cell closer to her pussy and shows me everything, which restarts my orgasm until a second round overtakes my body.

Spent, panting, and almost lifeless, I lie on my bed and watch Andi gasp for breath. Her chest lifts and falls heavily. Her hand drops her toy, then as lazily as me, she flops back until the only thing she can manage is to hold the cell. Rosy cheeked and wild eyed, she smiles and makes my heart race faster. “I wish that was you more than you know. Jesus, you have no clue how much I wish that was you.”

“I know it, babe.” I swallow to lubricate my dry throat. “I wish it was your pussy and not my hand, so trust me,I know. I could be lying against your warm body right now. Sleeping on your tits. Breathing you in.”Heaven.

“Instead, you got cum on your belly and no warm tits.”

“It’s a fucking tragedy.” Groaning, I lean over the bed and use my dirty shirt to wipe the excess off my skin.

She licks her lips, because she enjoys hurting me. “I’d lick that off for you if I was there.”

“Stop,” I groan. My dick thickens just at the thought. “Unless you can be here in the next hour, please stop. You’re gonna kill me with want.”

Pouting, she turns on her bed until she lies on her side and places a hand under her cheek. “The flight takes hours, plus I have no tickets. I’ve gotta work tomorrow, and so do you, apparently.”

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