Page 104 of Only With Me

“Pretty much,” I agree.

“Do you watch porn?” she asks abruptly.

“What?”

“When you touch yourself. I was wonderin’ if you needed to watch it to get hard so you could show me how you do it.”

“Uh, no…I can use my imagination.”

“Okay, cool. That’s what I did the last time and it worked.”

“The last time?”

“Yeah, I wanted to see if I could make myself orgasm without you talkin’ me through it. You said practice makes perfect, so I just repeated the words you said to me in my head, and I finished.”

Fucking hell.

It’s one thing to know she’s capable of doing it herself now, but it’s another knowing she thought of me while doing it.

“That’s…great,” I drawl. “Glad it worked.”

“Me too. It’s quite the stress reliever.”

I chuckle at her bluntness. “Yeah, I’d say so.”

“Which is even better for you tonight. You’ll probably sleep great.”

Oh, I wouldn’t count on it…

“Yeah, let’s hope so.”

“I’m ready whenever you are.”

Sitting back against my headboard, I prop up my phone against my lamp on the nightstand.

“How’s this angle?”

“This should work. Maybe zoom in a bit.”

I pinch the screen until she’s satisfied and then make sure the phone’s steady.

“Okay…I’m gonna lower my boxer briefs now.”

“What’s the difference between briefs and boxers?”

“Harlow…” I swallow hard. “You can’t ask a million questions while I’m doing this. I need to focus.”

“Shit, sorry…” She mimics zipping her lips and throwing out the key.

I inhale a deep breath before releasing it and then slide down my underwear. My cock’s already half hard and smacks against my stomach.

Palming my shaft with my right hand so she can see everything from my left side, I make slow, steady strokes up and down, and then gently swirl my thumb around the tip.

“The crown is very sensitive, so it feels good when you touch or suck up here,” I tell her, repeating the motion a few more times. “But the shaft needs attention too, especially when your mouth is on it, going as deep as you can feels incredible.”

Glancing at the screen, I make sure she hasn’t bailed on me, but she’s still there watching intently as if she does this every day.

I continue stroking myself and then grab the bottle of lube I set aside.