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Easton

“ W hat would you like to do first?” Paige asks, her voice flirty while I’m still processing.

“Honestly?”

“Please.” She giggles.

“I’d like you to get on your dad’s private jet or helicopter or whatever he has and fly yourself here so I can show you the sights of Chicago while fucking you against the window.”

“Oh,” she rushes out. “That’s a good visual to start with.” She pauses and I chuckle. “But… what if Dad’s private jet or helicopter or whatever aren’t available?”

“I’d say too bad and tell you to get naked. Then I’d want you to get on your knees and spread your legs wide, opening yourself up for me.”

“God, that sounds good.”

“Do it, D’Angelo, and let me know when you’re back.”

Her breath hitches before there’s a thud, and I imagine the phone just dropped to the bed. Silence follows until the bed creaks again.

I wait patiently, my cock swelling as I picture her slowly removing her clothes and getting into position, exactly as I asked.

“I’m back,” she says breathlessly. “And now it’s my turn. I want you naked and lying down. I’m going to picture you with one arm behind your head and the other wrapped around your cock, ready for me.”

Jesus . This woman. “You sure you don’t want me to stay in my sweats? I know chicks dig that.”

Paige laughs but she doesn’t say no.

“You’re contemplating it, aren’t you?”

“I am. And I think you’re right. Leave the sweats but the rest has to go.”

“As you wish.” I smile and do as she asked, and when I’m on the bed, I put the phone on speaker and tuck my arm behind my head, exactly as she wanted. “I’m ready.”

“Me too.”

“Good. Next I want you to skate your hands down your body and picture my face between your legs, staring up at you, my fingers spreading your lips, getting you ready for my tongue.”

Paige sighs as she whispers my name, and the sound has my cock jolting. “That’s it. When you reach your pussy, I want you to slowly run your finger around the edge of your clit, but don’t touch it. Not yet.”

“God, East.”

“Keep going. Circle your clit a few more times and then I want you to do the same with that perfect hole, never touching, but getting as close as physically possible.”

Paige moans as she curses under her breath, and I picture her head dropping back as her pussy weeps for me.

“How long?” she rasps, her breathing picking up pace. I give my cock a squeeze but don’t pump it. I’ll move when she finally gets what she wants.

“Keep going. I want you to tease yourself until you can’t take it anymore. I want you begging me to let you touch yourself.”

“Oh God.”

She falls silent, with only her rapid breaths and soft mewls filling the air, and while she could be doing anything right now, I know that she’s not. I know that she’s doing what I’ve asked of her. Obediently.

My cock throbs in my hand, begging me for attention, but I hold strong.

“That’s it, Paige. Keep going. Good girl.”

“Fuck. East. Please. Please. I need it. I need your finger or tongue. I need you to touch me. I need you inside me. Now.”

Fuuck . My balls tighten and I involuntarily buck against my hand. I’ve never heard her so desperate and I want more.

“Keep going until I say.” My voice comes out rushed but I don’t mind her knowing I’m just as desperate as she is.

“East. Please. God. I can’t.”

“Fuck, Paige. I need to see you.”

“What?” she rushes out breathlessly.

“I need to see you. I want to see what you’re doing.”

“Oh God. Yes. I can do that. But I need to be honest.”

“Okay.”

“I’m not naked.”

“You’re not?”

“I’m not.”

The phone buzzes for a video call and when I press connect, Paige's body fills the screen, making me groan out loud. She’s wearing a matching pink lace bra and panties, but the bra barely covers her nipples. “Jesus Christ.”

“Are you going to punish me for lying? More than you already are.”

God, this woman. She’s the perfect mix of light and dark and I can’t see myself ever getting over her. “I think I have to. Because how could you possibly have been doing what I asked when your pussy’s covered.”

“It’s not.”

“What?”

The phone moves until it’s positioned between her legs, giving me a clear view of her bare pussy, lace on either side. “Holy shit, Paige.” My cock jolts again, and this time I can’t ignore it, slowly pumping, taking the edge off.

The phone moves again and Paige’s flushed face comes on the screen. “I need to see you too. What are you doing?”

I flip the screen until she has an image of my chest and then slowly lower it to reveal my hand beneath my sweats, letting her watch as I pump a little harder.

“Your turn. Hold the phone out while you work your clit.”

“Yes. Actually, I could do one better.”

She momentarily drops the phone and I groan at the loss. I listen as she moves and then the phone visual bounces around, making me dizzy, until it stops with the camera aimed at the bed. Paige crawls back on and returns to the same position, giving me a wave.

“Fuck. Do you have a tripod?”

“I do,” she says, bending down so I can see her smile.

“What fo—” I cut myself off, shaking my head. “You know what? I don’t want to know.”

At that she fucking laughs. “I use it for social media content and video calls to book modeling gigs. I’m not over here filming amateur porn clips if that’s where your mind went.”

“What?” I choke on air. “That’s not what I was thinking.” But now that she’s said it, I want her to make one for me.

“Good. Now are you going to punish me or can I touch myself?”

“I want you to move closer to the camera, lie down, and spread your legs for me.”

“Okay.” She begins to move but I stop her.

“And Paige.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m not going to record this. You don’t ever have to worry about that.”

She falls silent and I’m worried the phone disconnected until her face appears on the screen. “Thank you. But I trust you. I always have.”

I can’t help but smile even though her words hit me in the chest. “Good to know.”

After getting into position, Paige spreads her legs, angling her body toward the camera, and the view has me almost coming in my sweats. “God, I miss that pussy. It’s been too long.”

“I miss you too, I mean your hands, your… I’m sorry. You’re making me crazy.”

I smile as she shakes her head, and when she opens her mouth to undoubtedly apologize again, I cut her off. “Shhh. No more talking.” She zips her lips, and it makes me wish I was there to kiss her to silence. “Thank you. Now don’t move.”

“What?” Her jaw drops and I’m happy she changed positions so I could see her reaction.

“You asked me to punish you. So that’s what I’m doing. You’re going to watch while I finish fucking my hand. And you’re not allowed to move. At all. Not until I say.”

“Fuck, Wilder. I don’t think I can do that.”

“You will.” I stare at her pointedly, and she moans as her head drops back.

“God. Hurry up.”

I laugh until my eyes lock on her pussy again and my cock twitches.

Without another word, I lower my sweats, letting my length spring free before positioning my phone so that she can see what I’m doing while I watch her. The angle’s uncomfortable for my arm but it’s worth it when I get to see her gasp, her eyes full of need as she stares at my cock in my hand.

I pump slowly at first, teasing her as much as I’m teasing myself, but while she doesn’t touch herself, she does start rocking her hips like she’s fucking the air, and the visual has my cock weeping for her. What I wouldn’t give to be sinking inside her. To have her tight walls sucking me in. Squeezing the cum out of me.

I pump harder, my eyes falling closed as I squeeze, picturing my cock between her legs, moving inside her.

She moans and my eyes flash open to see her legs fall shut as she squirms on the bed, visibly struggling.

“Fuuck.” A groan rips from the back of my throat. “Legs open, Paige.”

Her knees drop to the bed and she reaches forward, palming her legs near the apex of her thighs.

“Can I speak? Please.”

“Yes.” I give in. The way she whimpers when she begs sends a current to my balls, but I fight it, needing a little more time.

“Thank God . I need you, Easton. Please let me touch myself. Let me sink my fingers into my pussy while I pretend that it’s you. I need to fuck my hand so I can fuck you. Please .”

Jesus fucking Christ. “Yes. But keep talking.”

She sits up suddenly, then locks eyes with the camera before biting her lip and finally sinking her fingers inside herself, groaning as her hips buck.

“God, you feel so good, East. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I’m close. I need you to rub your clit while you curl a finger against your wall. Can you do that?

“Yes. Oh God. Oh God. I’m going to come.”

“Imagine it’s my mouth. Sucking your clit, working your pussy.”

“East. Jesus.”

She works her core while I pump so hard I’m seeing stars, and just when I think I’m going to explode without her, she screams out my name as her body convulses, sending me flying as I spill onto the bed, my body shaking as I groan.

“Fuck, Paige.”

I move the camera to my face and find her staring back at me as she floats down to earth, her breathing frantic. After shaking herself out, she crawls to the phone and pulls it off the tripod before her eyes lock with mine once more. I expect her expression to be feral or wanton, but her gaze is soft, her eyes full of a warmth that has my heart racing and a new fear taking over me.

I think I’m falling for her.