CHAPTER 28
Bailey
It’s everything I can do to keep my hand going at the same leisurely pace I’ve been attempting to maintain.
Palmer’s big gray eyes are glassy as she stares hungrily at my cock.
I know she’s wet and ready for me. She shifts the camera so it’s pointed down those gorgeous, bare legs of hers, and it hits me the second before she does it.
She drops to her knees, her hands on her thighs, blond hair loose around her shoulders in waves.
Fuuuuuck me.
I want her, all of her. I want this and her and Mouse and all her perfect imperfection.
Forever.
Woah, man. Slow down. That’s a new thought I’ll have to dig through later, because getting into it right now is going to be a bigger boner killer than whiskey dick.
She looks up at me through her thick lashes, her gaze filled with insatiable desire.
I can’t wait until she’s doing that with her lips wrapped around my cock, begging for me to let her taste my cum.
I’m lost in the momentary fantasy of it all when she opens her lips and does exactly what I asked her to do: beg.
“Please, Bailey. Come for me.”
My hand stops moving, frozen. I pry it from the sensitive skin of my cock because if I touch it at all—let alone stroke it—I’m going to come.
It’s a good deal the camera isn’t pointed at my face because the shock in my expression can’t be cute. “What did you say?” I choke out.
“Sorry, I—” She reels back, panic evident on her face.
My tone is clipped as I demand, “Palmer Jade. What. Did. You. Say?”
“I said please,” she answers, her tone quiet. I can feel my cock throbbing, aching for release.
“Please, what?”
Palmer studies the screen for a moment before answering. When she finally does, her voice is sultry. “Please come for me. Tell me what else you want me to do. I want to make you come. I’ll do anything.”
Nope. Just kidding. That is going to send me over the edge.
“Is that okay?” Her voice drags me out of my head.
“What?”
“Is it okay I asked you to come for me? You stopped touching yourself, so I thought maybe—”
I swap the camera back so my eyes bore into hers even as she glances to the side, my expression serious. “I stopped touching myself because hearing you ask me to come for you about did me in. Do you want this to keep going?”
Palmer looks up and fixes her eyes on me. “Yes.” She bites her lip, attempting to hide her smile. She has to know the power she holds over me.
“Then take your bra off.” I turn the camera back toward my cock, not taking my eyes off her face. “And don’t take your pretty eyes off me again. I want to watch you.”
She does as she’s told, her hands slipping behind her back, fiddling with the clasp. The fabric falls slack, and Palmer slides it down her arms, her gaze steady on the screen.
I grasp my cock again, firmer this time, stroking with renewed fervor. “Come closer, baby. I want to see those perfect tits and watch you touch them exactly how I tell you to.”
Palmer resituates, shifting on her knees, until her full tits fill my screen. Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to thrust my cock between them and come all over her soft skin.
“Run your hands down your neck. Graze your nails along the outside of your tits, now slide them softly over your nipples.” I watch her follow my commands, her nipples hardening under her touch. “Pinch them.”
Palmer draws a ragged breath, a soft moan escaping her mouth, and my cock twitches as my hand pumps.
I’m close.
“Such a good girl. Now back up from the camera. I want to see that pretty face of yours while I cum.”
She scoots back, her fingers continuing to grasp and pinch at her breasts.
“Who’s my good girl?” I croon at the screen.
“I am,” Palmer moans at the camera.
“Yes, you are. Now, slide your fingers along your clit.” I watch her hand move down the soft skin on her belly and slide between her legs. Her body jolts, and I know her fingers have circled in on their target. “Now slip them inside of that sweet pussy for me, baby. Atta girl.”
Palmer’s head falls back in ecstasy, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Look at me, Palmer.”
Her steely gaze flickers back to the screen, and her eyelids are heavy, her blinking slow.
“Put your finger in your mouth and suck it like you would my cock. Don’t stop until I say so. Got it?”
“I got it.” Her eyes fixed on mine through the phone, Palmer guides her glistening finger to her lips.
“Good girl. Now suck while I come for you.”
She watches the screen, and I moan. Her perfect lips circle her finger, and her cheeks hollow as she sucks.
“Fuck, Palmer.” My hand pumps harder, and her eyes are ravenous, waiting for my release. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
Palmer releases her finger, swirling her tongue around it as she says, “I want you to come. Please.”
I couldn’t have held back if I tried.
My orgasm lands along my abs, and I watch her jaw go slack. Panting, I trace my fingers through the liquid, imagining it’s her tongue greedily lapping it up. “Is that what you wanted, baby?”
Her finger is out of her mouth now, and she nods, mesmerized by what’s on the screen in front of her. “I—I want to come, too,” she says hoarsely.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Palmer Jade.
” I swap the camera back to face my eyes, which are hooded from arousal.
“The next time you get to come like you did in the video, it’s either in my mouth or on my cock.
” What I don’t say is that no one else is ever going to make her come like that again.
Only me. “Think you can hold out four more days?”
She nods greedily.
She’s mine. God, I’m so fucked. “Good girl.”