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“ A nd it’s only one more day,” Ran says. “Are you still OK with coming to get me at the airport tomorrow?”
“Uh-huh. I downloaded the app so it’ll tell me if you’re delayed or anything. I’m going to give you a big hug and a kiss right in the passenger pickup lane.”
Ran kind of grins. “I’d like that.”
“Hey, how’s your dad?” I ask. “Any news?”
“Oh, yeah — sorry I forgot to tell you. He’s back home, probably complaining as we speak about the twenty pounds they suggested —” I grin when Ran makes quotes with his fingers, “that he lose.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“Yeah.” Ran agrees. After a pause, he adds, “Thanks for asking, baby.” I nod, and we both fall quiet for a couple of seconds before he gets a glint in his eye. “I’d still like to see you naked, though. If you don’t mind.”
I do not mind. I lean the phone against the bedside light. “This good? Can you see?”
“Oh, I sure can.” Ran grins at me as he props his phone up on something so I can see him, splayed out on a big hotel bed, joggers shoved down below his hips. I take my cock in my hand, watching him stroke himself hard as I do the same.
A few seconds later, he lets out a groan.
“Fuck. I don’t know what it is about watching that big dick of yours get hard, but it gets me every single time.
” His breath is already coming quicker. “It’s even hotter seeing it with that mark on your thigh.
Spread your legs so I can see it better.
Fuck, you bruise so beautifully for me.”
“I’m glad you like it. It’s hot watching you, too, Stud.” Ran’s cheeks turn adorably pink. I grin inwardly as I continue to stroke myself. “I’m so glad you let me suck your dick that first time.”
“Oh God, me too.” Ran’s eyes narrow a little and he picks up the pace of his hand. “Put two fingers in your mouth. I want to watch you suck on them.”
The next sound I make is a muffled moan, and when I glance back at the screen, I can see a gleam in Ran’s eyes. “You want to make me happy tonight, Babydoll? Want to make me come?” he asks.
“Mm-hmm.” I mumble around the fingers in my mouth.
“Good.” His voice is silky. “Stop touching your dick. I’m not telling you that you can’t come tonight, but if you do, it has to be hands-free.” I whine in frustration as I obey him, which gets a chuckle out of him.
“I bet you could do that for me, couldn’t you? Of course you could. You’re my horny little slut,” he says affectionately. “I want you to open yourself up for me, like we talked about the other night.”
I can’t grab the lube fast enough. As I work two fingers into myself, he groans, stroking himself faster. “Yeah, just like that. Fill that pussy for me tonight.” I add a third finger. Plunging all of them deep into myself, I moan at the pleasurable burn the stretch gives me.
“Mmm, yeah —love watching you fill yourself up with your fingers.” When Ran’s low growl of appreciation rolls through the speaker, I noisily suck on my fingers, eager to please him.
I thrust them deeper into my mouth until drool runs down my chin; my neglected dick throbs and leaks all over my lower belly.
“Oh, that’s a good girl,” he purrs. “You’re doing so good for me, doll. Show me how much you need to be filled up.” Lost in the fantasy, I add a fourth finger to the three already stretching me. Ran’s inhale is a hiss. “Oh, yeah — wreck yourself for me.”
The amount of precum that’s pooled on my belly is obscene, and my dick is making those little twitches that tells me with the right touch —or the right words — I could explode, untouched.
From the sounds Ran’s making, I don’t even need to look at the screen to tell that he’s close.
“Oh fuck yeah, baby,” he gasps out. “Deep-throat yourself with your fingers for me. Slobber all over them like the filthy girl you are. I want to see and hear you gagging like you’ve got my cock halfway down your throat.
You do that and I’m going to blow a big load right here. ”
I drop my jaw so I can invade my throat with my fingers like Ran ordered, threatening my gag reflex. I slide the fingers of my other hand out of my ass so I can shove them back in myself as hard as I can, letting out a muffled wail as the pleasurable pain courses through me.
That sends Ran over the edge. “Oh, Jesus Christ —God —fuck, holy shit that’s filthy —” his speech breaks into fragments and eyes flutter shut for a moment. They fly open as his hips rock up, ropes of come shooting across that slender, sexy torso of his.
“So fucking hot, Babydoll.” Ran is breathing hard, his eyes glued to the screen. “I want to see you explode for me. Think about how I’m going to lock up that big dick and edge you until your panties are soaked like you’ve got a desperate, dripping pussy, until you’re begging and crying to come.”
Oh, fuck —that does it. I feel that last little spark before the dam breaks, and then I’m crying out around my fingers as my hips lock and my back arches.
My orgasm breaks over me like a tsunami, sweeping away all my thoughts and worries as I ride every hot pulse I can feel landing on my belly and chest.
Ran stays quiet on the other end, just watching until I withdraw my hands from my mouth and my ass and wipe myself somewhat clean. When I pick up my phone, I see that he’s holding his again as well. He brings it towards his face, angling it to land a kiss right over the lens.
“Thank you,” he says.
“Thank you . I liked you telling me to come like that,” I admit.
“That was so fucking sexy.” He huffs out a little laugh. “You really think I’d be satisfied going back to Eliza after a performance like that?”
I’d just about managed to put it out of my mind. “I’m sorry,” I mutter.
“No, I’m sorry. I overreacted. I just miss you and can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”
After we say goodnight and he clicks off, I just lie in bed for a little bit, pondering.
If anybody had asked me before tonight, I’d have told them I’m not really a jealous person.
To realize otherwise gives me a sensation — not unlike the barbell running through my tongue — that a strange, foreign body is now somehow, technically a part of me.
Did I change? Or has this urgent, painful possessiveness always been a part of me, lying dormant until I had someone to be jealous over?