Tally thinned her lips and shimmied her tank over her head, leaving her stark naked and tauntingly poised. My eyelids shuddered closed. “I can do that,” she said, disappointment seeping off her tongue.
She didn’t understand. She thought I was telling her I didn’t want to make her come, or that she wasn’t allowed to come, like a punishment or something, but that wasn’t it. I fully intended to bring this woman to orgasm. Privately.
I grabbed her hip and tugged her body flush against mine, my erection rubbing against the soft skin of her belly. “I think you’re mistaking this as me telling you that I’m not going to make you feel good, Tal. I’m going to do my job, make you all warm and limp and satiated, but that’s too real for me to give away. Does that make sense?”
“So you want me to…fake it?”
“For the camera. For the people who aren’t me.”
Her bottom lip folded between her teeth. “Should I make a really obnoxious noise, like a mating call?”
“Naturally.” I grinned. “Like you’re on another plane of existence.”
“Like a ghost?”
I coughed out a laugh. “If there’s one person on this planet who could make orgasming like a spirit hot, it would be you, Tal.”
She leaned forward, nuzzling her face into my chest. I had already been acutely aware of how naked she was and how warm her body felt but my skin prickled with the need to feel it bare against hers. I reached up and tugged my shirt over my head, dropped it to the floor with a soft thud, and ran my hands through her hair as she kissed my chest delicately.
“I love the way you smell,” she whispered, her lips skating over my tattoo. “Is that weird to say?”
“No, it’s a sign of compatibility. It’s a primal instinct to be attracted to the smell of a potential mating partner. So in a way you just told me you want me to breed you.”
Her eyes flared excitedly. “You don’t even know the ideas you just put in my head.”
She helped me out of my pants, and tugged down my boxers. I was already aroused; I had been since walking into her apartment with the understanding of the night ahead. I still made a point to give myself a few rousing jerks and get theblood flowing. Which came easily watching Natalia slip into her lingerie a few steps away.
“Are you sure about this?” Her attention flitted to the computer screen and back, landing on me with sobering, doe-like eyes. “One hundred percent?”
“I’m sure about you, Tal. I’m sure I want you. I’m sure I want all of this with you. I’m sure if you let me, I will make you the happiest woman in the world. I’m fucking sure, okay? I’ve never been this sure.”
She kissed me with a force strong enough to knock me over, hopping up to wrap her legs around my waist. One small shift and I could slide home inside of her but instead I walked us to the desk and dipped down enough for her to hit play on the open window. Within seconds bubbles of viewers began popping up. The live chat was filled with comments searching for us on the empty bed.
“Give me your consent,” I said.
“You have it.”
“Don’t worry about me,” I added quietly. “I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be right now.”
Tally’s mouth turned into a smile, a sparkle shone in her eyes, and she kissed me one more time before I took us both into the frame of the camera. Immediately the engagement from her audience doubled, small hearts dotting the page. The number of people in the server ticked upward steadily on a counter in the corner.
“Sorry I haven’t been live in a while,” Natalia spoke out loud to the viewers but never took her eyes off me. “It’s because I’ve been enjoying this man so much, I couldn’t go a night without him.”
Comments started rolling in and I fixated on trying to read every single one of them. There was a feeling inside me that was new and uncharted. I wasn’t sure how to respond to it, but mystomach rocked like a boat drifting out to sea until Tally tugged my chin toward her to bring me back.
“Don’t read them, you’ll get stuck there in your own head,” she mumbled. “Focus on me, and follow my lead.” She unfurled her legs and sat on the mattress, eye level with my hips, and glanced up at me for permission that I granted with a swift nod.
Then her mouth came down on me, swallowing me, and heat licked up my spine while my balls drew tight to my body. It was an instinct to thread my fingers through her hair, and just as naturally my touch wandered, down her neck to her chest, squeezing her perfect tits that I so desperately wanted to feel in my mouth. While she told me not to look, I was new and curious, and it was nearly impossible not to wonder what the people watching were saying on the other end of it.
This all relied upon me. Natalia already had a rabid audience, and my participation would either help or hurt her. I hoped for the sake of this relationship it was the former.
I turned her face toward the camera and we both watched my tip knock against the inside of her cheek while the viewer numbers rose, the comments hitting fast and frequently, positively enthralled with the addition of a live partner. My confidence spiked and I thrust to the back of her throat hard enough that a tear welled at the corner of her eye. My heart stopped.
“Christ,” I bit out, swiping it away with my thumb.
Fuck.Fuck.
I was too rough, too fast. I let myself get carried away almost immediately when this was supposed to be about me easing into the act. I couldn’t scold myself hard enough, and dropped my fingers out of her hair to caress her cheek, mouthing an apology. “I’m sorry.”
