felt like I owned her even though I hardly knew her. If I did own her, her husband would be dead and she’d be in bed with me, wearing my t-shirt and the thong I’d picked out for her.
They were…until I changed them.
So I’d just missed the show. Then you must miss me.
When the sun goes down, I always miss you.
My cock thickened inside my boxers under the covers. Then why haven’t I heard from you?
Why haven’t I heard from you? Her sassiness was audible in her silence.
I’m not a chaser.
Nor am I.
My mouth widened in a grin, loving the way she held her own so easily. She had no idea just how dangerous and terrifying I was, but if she did, I suspected her attitude wouldn’t change. Come over.
I can’t. He’s here.
Heath was fucking pussy all night, and I was in bed alone. Something didn’t add up there. I could have taken that blonde home, but I preferred a brunette—this brunette. I’d had enthusiastic lovers before, but they were usually attracted to my power and money. This woman wanted me because of my looks and fucking ability. She knew nothing about me, only my pretty face and strong physique. I was her fantasy, the exact flavor of dick she loved. If it weren’t for that, I would probably forget about her and move on. There had never been another woman who stayed in my mind longer than a night. Where?
In his room.
I was tempted to trespass on his property and crawl through her window. Nothing sexier than fucking a married woman right in her own bed with her husband down the hall. My cock would ram into her, and I would fill the condom over and over…while he had no idea how sore his wife’s pussy would be the next day. How about I come over?
You would never make it past security.
I grinned. Is that a challenge?
No. I want to keep screwing you, and I can’t do that if you’re dead.
You underestimate me, baby.
I can’t underestimate a man I hardly know.
You know my dick pretty well.
Her next words popped up with a bit of fire. Fuck you.
I wish, baby.
The three dots disappeared.
I knew I hadn’t actually made her angry, but she was just playing hard to get. When does he leave?
Probably tomorrow. He’s usually gone on the weekends.
The asshole imprisoned his wife like an exotic animal. He kept her in a cage so he could show her off, but he didn’t care about leaving her in the cage while he was gone, suffering in isolation. She was simply a pretty bird to stare at when he was around. But once he was gone, she was forgotten. He spent his time fucking whores when he had already had a beautiful woman he owned. Maybe if he tried a little harder to please her, she would actually widen her legs and show him the enthusiasm she showed me. Then I’ll see you tomorrow night.
Maybe.
She was such a tease. Send me a pic of those panties.
You’ll have to wait until tomorrow.
But I need to jerk off now.
Use the internet.
Are you on the internet? I smiled like a smartass. Come on, baby. Give me something good. Lots of tits and lace.
The dots were long gone.
She didn’t mind being dirty when we were in the same room, but now she ‘d found vanity. Unless she was torturing me on purpose. Or maybe she didn’t have makeup on so she was self-conscious. Like she wouldn’t be just as gorgeous without it. In fact, she’d probably look better. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.
The dots never appeared, but then an image filled my screen.
Jesus Fucking Christ.
Showing one hand down the front of her panties, her tits on full display, and only her red lips visible, it was the sexiest picture I’d ever seen. She was fucking perfect, so undeniably sexy that I couldn’t even write a response.
My hand dived into my nightstand and snatched the lube before I jerked off like I hadn’t climaxed in months. I went to town hard on my dick, breaking a sweat and breathing deeply. This was much better than porn because it was real, because I remembered how those tits felt in my palm, how that pussy felt around my dick.
I came all over my stomach while my eyes were glued to the dirty picture. My body tightened and shuddered as I released, feeling so much pleasure, it radiated all the way to my toes. Jerking off