“Mmm hmm,” I moan, pinching my nipples between my fingers.
“Lick your fingers and rub your clit.”
I slip my fingers into my mouth, spread my legs, and drop my hand down to my core. The first touch sparks a shock of heat through me and my body jerks upward. “Oh, God.” I plant my feet flat on the mattress and continue to tease myself.
“Look into the camera,” he says, and when I drop my head back to the side to look at him, he widens his legs and is now pumping his cock with more force. The muscles in his arms constrict as heat crawls up his neck. “Tell me how wet you are.”
I avoid talking because it’s not something I ever do during sex, and it feels awkward. So instead, I slip a finger inside of me, moaning out in desire as I close my eyes and imagine it’s his cock filling me.
“Look into the camera,” he repeats, directing my attention back to him. “Tell me how wet you are. Talk to me,” he continues to press through his staggering breaths as he jerks off.
Swallowing against my dry throat, I muster up a tiny shred of boldness and speak. “I’m insanely wet for you, Alec.”
My words elicit a low growl from him, enticing me as I lift my hips against my hand, grinding my clit and shoving a second finger inside myself.
“I’d like to taste that pussy of yours.”
“Yes,” I breathe as my body begins to climb. I writhe, tangling the sheets beneath me as I roll around in reckless passion.
“Have my cock nestled deep inside you, to feel how tightly you fit around me.”
His words spur me, growing me even more wet as we both watch each other through the computer.
“You want to feel my cock in that wet cunt of yours?”
“Fuck,” I mewl in response to his filthy mouth, losing all control. “Yes. I want to feel you so bad.”
“Say it.”
“I want you, Alec.”
Our eyes remain locked as we spit our explicit desires, overtaken by rapturous heat. Everything around me fades into delirium as I focus solely on Alec. His face contorts at the same time I feel the bites of ecstasy on my overly sensitive skin.
“Don’t let yourself go yet,” he demands. “I want you to watch me cum.”
I slow myself, withholding the orgasm that’s building in my bloodstream. I watch as Alec’s hand moves in rigid, erratic strokes along his thick cock while he stares at me intently. He bears down, gritting his teeth, and then grunts as he goes. His abs constrict tightly as streams of cum shoot onto his stomach. Every sound coming out of him dissolves all my restraint, and I don’t even wait for him to tell me to continue when I shove my fingers back into my pussy.
I never stop watching him as I eagerly work my body up to the knife’s edge, taking my other hand and rolling my fingers over my clit. My thighs quiver as my climax builds painfully slow and then erupts out of nowhere. The pleasure is beyond containment, and I pinch my eyes shut as I grind my hips into my hand, arousal coating my fingers as my body sweats through quakes of head-to-toe euphoria.
The moment the feeling begins to subside, I grow needy for more, fiending for the next fix like some insatiable junkie. Maybe I am. And there’s no doubt that Alec is my enabler as he encourages, “Don’t stop, Victoria. I want to watch you again.”
He drapes a sheet over his legs, grabs his computer, and sets it on his lap. His face is all that fills the screen as he watches me. I glance to the corner of the video chat box to see that no longer am I hidden from view as I’ve shifted farther away from the camera, revealing everything down to my hips. But I don’t care anymore, because I’m no longer me as I rub my clit and squeeze my breast.
“Talk to me, Alec,” I blindly request, craving his dirty words, words no man has ever used with me before. “Give me your voice.”
“Fuck, you look so hot right now.” His voice is low and guttural, coated thickly in voracity. “My cock is still rock hard. Watching you, listening to your sex-filled pants, if I were there I’d flip you on your stomach, yank your ass up in the air, and pound my dick inside your pussy.”