own fist, and he gasped as cum erupted from his cock.
Oh, fuck. Money shots had never done anything for me when I’d watched porn, but watching Devin come almost made me come too.
And I ever thought for a second that I wasn’t gay?
“So…” Devin licked his lips and looked at the camera with smoldering, heavy-lidded eyes. “Any chance I can watch you?”
My stomach somersaulted. Nerves tried to intervene with no, fuck no, absolutely not, but damn it, I wanted him to watch me. “You, um… You want to?”
“Are you kidding?” He grinned as he cleaned the cum off his hand and stomach. “If I can’t have the real thing right now…”
Oh…holy…
“Um.” I cleared my throat. “Okay. Yeah. Just, um…” I glanced down at myself. “Hang on. Let me get situated.”
“Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”
Pulse racing, I set the phone aside and stripped off my shirt. I debated just unzipping my pants, but to hell with it—I took them off too. Then I set up my phone like he had, putting it on the nightstand so my hands were free and he had a good view.
And then, completely naked, I lay back against the pillows with my hand around my cock. This was a lot more exposed than being naked in bed with someone, because I had nothing to cover me at all. He had a panoramic view, and I couldn’t distract him with a kiss or jerk him off or something—this was all visual for him, and I had a split second to be hardcore self-conscious about it before Devin bit his lip and murmured, “Whoa. I knew you were hot, but… Whoa.”
I laughed, a little self-conscious and a lot relieved. “Yeah?”
“Uh-huh. Good God. You’ve got a body that is criminally gorgeous.”
I chuckled. “Criminally? You make it sound like a bad thing.”
“Nope. Not bad. A little dangerous, maybe, but not bad at all.”
“Nothing dangerous about me.” I winked. “Unless you’re a hockey player.”
“Yeah, we’ll see what happens when I get you into bed. We might need to have the paramedics on standby. Or the fire department.”
I just laughed again, some warmth rushing into my cheeks. I’d never heard Devin this flustered, and I’d never had anyone get flustered over me. It was weird, but it was heady as hell.
And he’d wanted a show, hadn’t he? That was the whole point of this? Plus I was so turned on, I needed to get off, so what was I waiting for?
I started stroking my dick a little harder, and my hips bucked like they had a mind of their own. “Goddamn, I might come too fast.”
“No such thing as too fast,” Devin murmured. “If you’re that turned on, I want to see it.”
“Oh, God,” I moaned, letting my head fall back as I kept pumping myself. I could usually take forever when I jerked off, just enjoying it because why the hell not, but not this time. With Devin watching me, I should’ve been too nervous to stay hard, but instead I was too turned on to hold back.
“Fuck, that’s even hotter than what I’ve been imagining.”
I bit back a whimper. “Y-yeah? You’ve been… What’ve you been imagining?”
“Everything,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “I don’t think you understand how much I want you.”
“Oh God…” My back arched, and I was so, so ready to come, but I made myself keep riding that edge just so he’d keep talking dirty. “Tell… Tell me.”
Devin’s his voice was low and husky as he said, “Let’s just say if I were there right now, you wouldn’t have to worry about getting a single drop of cum on anything.”
Instantly, my brain was flooded with images of him sucking my dick or me thrusting into his ass, and my hips jerked as I ground out “fuck!” and came all over my hand and stomach.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Devin purred, and I was surprised by how self-conscious I didn’t feel right then. Naked, a total mess, my hand on my dick—and Devin was watching me like he wanted to eat me alive.
“We, um…” I paused to grab a tissue, and as I started wiping off my hand, I looked at him. “We really need to do this in person.”
“Uh-huh.” He sounded as dazed as I felt. “The sooner the better.”
Fuck yeah, the sooner the better.
Chapter 12
Devin
Watching Snow Bears hockey was never going to be the same again.
Less than twenty-four hours after that amazingly hot FaceTime exchange, I lounged on my couch with a cold beer in my