I lean back against the incline bench and wrap my fist around my already hard cock. “Good. Circle your clit nice and slow. Play with that pretty little jewel for me.”
Her lips part on a sigh as she complies with my command. I jerk my cock roughly, keeping my eyes locked on the screen.
“More,” she pleads.
“You’ll take what I give you and only come when I say so. Got it?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes. Please.”
She has no idea what this does to me, knowing every moan and whimper is just for me. I might be the one making demands, but she’s got me right where she wants me. “Are you wet for me?”
“Uh huh.”
“Good. Slip two fingers into that sweet pussy. Move them in and out, but keep stroking your clit with your other hand.”
Her breasts push together as both hands work in tandem to drive her closer to the brink of orgasm. Each movement causes her face to contort in pleasure. Her chest heaves with each stuttered inhale, and her head is thrown back against the side of the tub.
“Eyes on me, baby. Watch what you do to me.”
She glances at the phone with glassy eyes and parted lips. “Oh, shit. That’s so fucking hot.”
“Add another finger, baby. Imagine my cock stretching you wide. Fucking you so good you’ll feel me for a week.”
“Oh God.”
“Mmm. That’s not my name.”
“Fuck. Liam.” I’ll never get over the sound of my name on her lips. Especially not what she says it like that, all needy and desperate.
“Do you need to come, baby? Are you ready to let go for me?”
“Y-yes. Please. Can I come? Oh fuck. Let me come.”
My muscles flex and my jaw clenches as I pick up the pace. I’m right on the edge with her. One word from her perfect fucking mouth and I’ll unravel at the seams. “How does it feel?”
“Full. I need to come. P-please.”
“Say my name.” I grunt out the command. “Say it and come with me.”
Her back arches, and she cries out my name as I groan out my release alongside her, spilling all over my chest and abs.
She sits up and stares into the phone, still catching her breath. “I miss you,” she murmurs.
I wipe my chest with one of the gym towels and toss it into the hamper near the door. “Mmm. I bet you do.”
“Stop, I’m serious. I feel like I’m missing a piece of my heart.”
“Well, you have my entire heart to make up for it. I love you.”
“I love you, too. I should finish up here and get to bed. I have to be at the studio in the morning. Tell Aiden I miss him. Maybe we can FaceTime tomorrow.”
“Ok. Goodnight, Goldie.”
“‘Night.”
