Chapter 10
We got to New York, the first stop on this trip, and checked into the hotel before having a short practice at the arena. Afterwards, some of the guys wanted to go out but I chose to stay in. As much as I don’t enjoy going out, I really don’t like to the night before a game.
I’m lying on the bed flipping through channels on the TV when I get a notification on my phone and my heart rate kicks up seeing that it’s because Lacey is online. I stare at the screen debating with myself on what I should do. I know I probably shouldn’t watch now that I know it’s Audrey. Especially because I know it’s Audrey in my house. That second thought has me more curious than anything.
Will she be in the guest room? The living room? Somewhere else? I tell myself it’s pure curiosity that has me bringing up the website on my laptop and once I know, I’ll exit. I won’t watch the whole show. I won’t have a private call with her. It’s about time I stop this all together and maybe focus on trying to connect with someone in real life again instead of hiding. No matter what, this needs to stop.
My computer screen fills with her video feed and what I see has my heart pounding and my dick hardening. She’s in the guest room and I can’t help my reaction to seeing her in a room in my house. Surrounded by my things. Mine. The possessive thoughts slam into me like a truck and I can’t help it. Even though she’s not mine. Lacey–Audrey– isn’t and will never be mine.
I should exit the video now. I saw what I needed to see, but then questions start being asked in the chat, and I find myself curious how she’s going to answer. Someone asks where she is since it’s clearly not her normal space.
“I’m staying at a friend’s house for a little bit while my place gets some work done,” she answers. A friend, I smirk since we are certainly not friends.
Someone else asks more about her friend and if they will be coming home soon.
“He could come home any time, actually. I’d hate for him to catch me during a show so I should probably keep quiet,” she teases everyone. I can’t help the thought of catching her, even though I’m across the country right now and there’s no chance of that happening.
What would happen if I did catch her? I want to ask. I want to find out. My cock is getting harder by the second thinking of the possibilities I shouldn’t even entertain. I’m about to muster the strength to exit the video once again when a private message appears from her.
Lacey: I got your gift. Can’t wait to try it out with you.
Gift? Oh fuck.I forgot I got her the vibrator on a stupid impulse before I knew who she was. I shouldn’t respond, I shouldn’t do half the shit I’m doing but I’m like a man possessed.
Charles: Then I guess you should get on a private call for me so we can test it out.
I’m so fucked. Especially since I’m clicking the button to request a private call with her and hoping she will deny it, even though she never does.
“I’m going to hop on a private call, but I’ll see you guys when I get back,” she blows a kiss to the camera before I’m alerted that my private call has been accepted.
I open the app for the toy I bought for her while I wait for the call to connect. I keep my camera off for now which I never do. Lacey’s voice draws me back.
“Why can’t I see you?” she asks.
“Are you wanting to see me?” I tease, trying and probably failing to change my voice so she doesn’t recognize it.
“Well, if you are wanting me to use this toy then I think I should have something sexy to look at to help, shouldn’t I?”
“And I’m something sexy?” I chuckle.
She rolls her eyes, “Come on, you know how you look, don’t try to act all coy.”
I make sure to have my camera angled below my chin before I turn it on. Her eyes narrow and she makes a tsking noise with her tongue once I’m sure she can see me.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she scolds.
“Maybe if you get the toy out and let me control what it does to you then I’ll take some clothes off.”
“You drive a hard bargain, Charles,” she says playfully.
I cup myself over my sweatpants, already semi hard for her. She bites her bottom lip as she takes out the little toy I bought for her. It has a thicker piece I know goes inside her and then a smaller piece that rests against her clit and I get to control each separately.
“Go ahead and put it in, pretty girl,” my voice is husky with desire. I can’t wait to control her pleasure. And to think this is happening in my house makes it even better.
She pushes the camera to the foot of the bed before scooting back so her back is against the headboard. Through the lace mask she wears, her eyes remain locked on the screen–on me–as she spreads her legs for me to see between them. I bite back my groan seeing the shine of her arousal.
“What has you so wet already?” I ask.
“Thinking about you making me come. I like to have the power over your orgasms, but the thought of you having the power over mine has me so hot,” she moans, sliding her fingers through the slick spot between her legs to accentuate her point.
“Taste yourself,” I blurt.
“Hm, demanding. I don’t know how I feel about that with you, but I might like it” She opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out and sliding her fingers over it making a show out of licking her taste off the digits.
I groan, “Tell me how you taste.”
“Sweet and hot.”
“Put your toy in, I want to make you come for me.”
She does what I say, and I smile at how easily she goes along with this. I usually like her telling me what to do, so this is different for us. And I think I like it just as much. I especially like watching as she slides the thick tip of the toy through her wetness a couple times before pushing it inside with a small moan.
Once she moves her hand back, I can see the toy positioned inside her. I examine the app, debating if I want to build her release slowly or make her come so many times she’s begging me to stop. I decide on the former. I want her writhing and begging. With that, I turn on just the vibration on the thicker piece on the lowest setting.
“Oh,” she gasps. “Tell me what you would like to be doing to me, Charles.”
“I want to taste you for myself. I would start gently, like this toy while I savor your taste on my tongue, letting your orgasm build so slowly.”
“I’m pretty impatient, I don’t think I would let you take it too slow,” she giggles. I start the clit stimulation making her giggle turn into a moan.
“I like slow, pretty girl. I like to enjoy things and not rush them. And I want to enjoy you. Every little sound, every feeling, taste, touch. All of it. And I’m going to take my time to do exactly that.”
I turn on the vibration for the part on her clit, also on the lowest setting. She lets out a small gasp as it starts. “I already want more,” she moans.
“Even if you were begging for my cock, I would continue to take my time with you. Licking your sweet pussy thoroughly. I’d suck your clit and even if you were pulling at my hair to try and get me to give you more, I would keep going at my pace.”
I turn up the vibration just slightly and she lets out a sound of frustration combined with one of pleasure.
“Then, I’d fuck you with my tongue, switching between licking you and sucking on that sensitive clit.”
“Charles,” she cries as her fingers begin to play with her nipples, tugging slightly at the piercings there. “Please.”
I chuckle gruffly, “Please what, pretty girl?”
“I need more.”
“You’ll get more when I’m ready to give it to you.”
Her groans turn into a soft cry when I turn up the vibration even more.
“Take out your cock, I need to see more of you,” she commands, and I smile because I’m not even surprised that when I’m the one that is supposed to be in charge she can’t help herself. And I can’t help but do what she wants.
My sweatpants are pulled down just enough to free my erection. Her eyes flare with heat the moment she notices and fuck if that doesn’t make me even harder. She licks her bottom lip, and I can’t help but think of how good it would feel to have her mouth on me.
I could find out. She’s in my house. She kissed me, maybe more could happen.
I shut down those thoughts as soon as they enter my mind. This is already wrong, but I can’t help myself.
“Like what you see?” I ask.
She nods and I turn up the vibration so much that she lets out a loud cry. I want to play with her, but I also want to see her come, especially because now that I’m tugging at my dick while watching her I’m getting close to coming myself.
“After you’d come on my tongue would you be begging to feel this in your pretty little pussy?” I don’t even think about what I’m saying. I’m a man obsessed, enthralled, blinded by pleasure the woman on the screen brings me, despite it being wrong.
“I wouldn’t need to beg; I know you’d give me whatever I want and if that’s to sit on your thick dick then you would let me.”
I chuckle darkly, “That so?”
“Fuck yes,” she moans, and I can tell she’s getting close.
“Are you going to come for me?” I tighten my hand around my shaft, jerking myself harder.
“Yes, I’m thinking of how good it would feel for you to fuck me with your big cock–ah,” she throws her head back on a loud moan and I increase the vibration one more time to work her through her orgasm while I continue to fuck my hand before I’m spilling my release onto my stomach.
Once she’s done, it feels like our eyes meet through the screen. Even though hers are obstructed by the mask and mine are hidden from view, the smile on her face is so genuine and all I see is Audrey. I tried to keep an imaginary line in my mind by not thinking of her. Trying to convince myself this is Lacey. But at this moment it’s so obvious I can’t do that, and it only makes me want her even more.
“That was fun, let’s do it again sometime,” she teases.
“I’ll do this any time you want.”
And I mean it, though what I don’t say is that for the first time in a long time I don’t think I’m wanting it to be through a screen anymore.