Page 37 of Always Watching
When he meets my stare, I grin and grab my toy to replace my fingers. The toy is cold and hard, but it feels good. I ease it in, gasping as it brushes against my walls. “Oh, fuck. That feels really fucking good.”
That’s his cue.
North stands up from the chair he’s in and saunters right in front of the camera. My eyes follow him as he strides over to me. When he’s at the foot of the bed, he runs his hands through my hair and I sigh, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“You look hot spread out for me like this, Cas,” he says in a low voice that sends a shiver down my spine. “How does it feel?”
“Good. So good. But I need…”
He steps closer to me, and I move shaky hands to his pants to undo them. North takes over working the toy inside me, pumping it in and out slowly. “Take what you need from me, Cas. Let me feel that hot mouth around my dick.”
His hand tightens in my hair and I’m reminded of our time on the couch the other night. God, I wish the camera wasn’t here. I wish North could play with me how he wants and I could try to drive him wild with my mouth. He said I was good last time… I hope I can make him feel that good now that we have an audience.
My hips buck of their own volition, chasing the pleasure of how he’s fucking the dildo into me.
It seems like it takes forever to get his pants open, but I finally free his erection. “Fuck,” I groan, pumping him in my hands a few times. When a bead of precum appears on his cock head, I stick out my tongue and collect it. I make a show of swallowing, looking up at him while I enjoy my treat. “You taste good.”
North scrapes his nails across my scalp as he digs his hand deeper into my hair. He pulls my head back, earning a high moan from me. “Open your mouth for me, Cas. Swallow my cock while I play with this pretty hole.”
I roll my hips against the toy as I open my mouth, sucking North inside. My eyes roll into the back of my head at the taste of him. At the weight of him sliding over my tongue. At how his fat mushroom head bumps against the back of my throat. Fuck, I’m so hard I can’t think straight.
North snaps his hips forward, holding my head steady so he can fuck my mouth while he uses the toy on me. I tug his balls, his sac wet from my drool trickling down his cock.
“Just like that. You’re so fucking good at this,” North praises, making me moan, and my cheeks heat from more than just his cock filling my mouth. “I love fucking your throat. Swallow around me.” I do what he says, pulling a loud groan from him. I glance up at him, watching his throat work while his head is thrown back.
Pulling my head back so his cock pops free of my mouth, North grins down at my obvious distress. I try to move forward, to take him into my mouth again, but he doesn’t allow it. A whine of protest leaves my throat, my focus solely on North’s thick, glistening dick. “You’re greedy for me,” he teases, pulling the toy from inside me and replacing it with his fingers.
A loud moan tears from my throat as he tunnels his fingers inside me, pressing them as far as they’ll go. Then he curls them and I see fucking stars.
“Right there?” he asks, though he knows exactly what he’s doing. “You want my fingers right there, don’t you? You’re so fucking tight. You want me to stretch this pretty hole?”
“Please,” I beg, my body vibrating with pleasure. My cock bobs against my belly, my precum leaking like a fountain. The faint dings of tips sound in my ears, but I can’t concentrate on that. My only thought is not to blow my load before North gets his dick in me.
“Please what?” North asks as he walks to stand in front of me. He gets down on his knees and blows on my cock, chuckling as he watches it bob against my belly. “Please what, baby?”
I meet his scorching blue-green eyes, watching them flash as he gazes at me. “I don’t… please… Please?”
He leans forward and drags his tongue from the base of my dick to my cockhead. Then he engulfs my cock in his mouth.I curse loudly and throw my head back. I’ve never had anyone blow me before. I didn’t think it would feel this fucking good—this fucking hot. “Oh fuck. Oh god, it feels so fucking good. Please. I can’t… can’t…” My hips buck into his mouth. North looks up at me and I see why he was so mesmerized by me on my knees for him.
He looks fucking good like this, his mouth full of my dick. His pupils are blown wide as he looks at me. Even with a mouth full of cock, he has a teasing tilt to his lips that drives me fucking insane.
I can’t take it anymore. If North stays on his knees for even a moment longer, I’ll fucking shoot on his face. I want his dick in me when I come.
Taking a page from his book, I thread my fingers through his hair and pull him off. “Fuck me, please. I need you. I need to feel you inside me.”
Even as sex drunk as I am, I hear the cacophony of dings going off behind me.
North grins, popping up from his knees and taking my mouth in a kiss so hot I fear I’ll explode. His tongue delves into my mouth, rolling over mine greedily. I kiss him back just as eagerly, unable to control my arousal. I’ve never felt this out of control in my life. I’ve never felt like I couldn’t breathe if I didn’t have someone’s cock. Never felt so gone off someone in my life.
Snatching his mouth from mine, North bends to my ear and licks the shell, biting down when he gets to the lobe. In that same low, husky voice, he says, “I’m going to make you mine. I’ll make you forget every man before me. I’ll be all you can think about when you fuck yourself with one of those toys.”
I moan, rocking my hips to meet the friction of his cock. “I want it. Please.” I know I sound like a broken record with all my begging, but I can’t help it. If I don’t have him, I’ll fucking die.
North arranges me on the bed so we’re lying longways, in perfect view of the camera. I glance over at my laptop, my eyes almost bugging out at the amount of my tips. And it’s steadily going up. It’s my most successful show and I can’t even enjoy it because I can’t think of anything or anyone but North.
I watch with rapt attention as North scoops up the lube and squeezes some onto his dick. He strokes himself a few times, making sure he’s coated. I swallow in fear when I really look at North’s cock. The vein running down the middle is intimidating, pulsing with each stroke of his hand.
“Go slow,” I whisper, low enough so only he can hear.
