Page 24 of Three Not-So-Little Words (The Lawson’s #3)

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Sexy Video Chats

Drew

B uzz. Buzz.

My phone vibrates on the nightstand next to me. Whoever it is on the other end is lucky I’m not already asleep. Five more minutes listening to David Attenborough talk about animals, and I would have been out.

I grab the phone and see it’s a text from Ronnie.

Still awake?

More than I was ten seconds ago.

Yep.

Busy?

Never too busy for you.

My phone buzzes in my hand with an incoming video chat from her.

I look over at my sleeping son and slowly slide out of bed and walk to the living room.

I shut my door on the way out so I’ll be able to hear him coming if he gets up.

While it’s a possibility, I doubt he’ll wake up.

His grandma took him to a trampoline park today.

I quickly get comfortable on the couch and hit ACCEPT.

Ronnie’s beautiful face appears on the screen.

“Hey, beautiful,” I greet.

“I am so sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?” I ask.

“Between my niece and her mother, it was a drama-filled day. They had a full on Dr. Phil session in my living room and refused to leave.”

“No need to apologize. I get it. Trust me, my family has had their fair share of drama.”

“I meant to text you earlier, but the day just got away from me. I really wanted you to come back over.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Definitely. I have blue balls over here.”

I laugh. “You and me both.”

“Do you want to do something about it?”

I’m hoping she doesn’t mean she wants me to come over now. “What do you have in mind?”

She gets the naughtiest expression on her face. “Maybe we could make this a sexy little video chat.”

“Has anyone told you that you’re the sexiest woman on Earth?” I ask, meaning every word.

Every time I think I’m starting to crack the Ronnie code a little bit, she surprises me yet again.

I know Ronnie and I have decided to keep this thing casual, which is probably best for everyone. I can’t help but admit that I may be catching some feelings for her. And it’s not just because she’s a freak in the sheets.

Sure, that’s part of it. I’m a guy. Duh. But more so, it’s her personality. She’s fun and hilarious, carefree and sarcastic. She’s just got this extraordinary outlook on life. I love every moment that I get to spend with her. She makes me feel something I haven’t felt in a very long time.

But she’s made it abundantly clear she doesn’t want anything past casual. I have to remember that.

She speaks again when I’ve been quiet for too long. “So, what do you think?”

I look toward the hallway and see the bedroom door is still shut. I’m situated in a way that if Colton did come out, he wouldn’t be able to see anything. It may be hard to explain to Ronnie, though.

Once again, I find myself saying fuck it.

“I think you’re wearing way too much clothing,” I tell her.

“Oh, really?” She grabs her bra straps and slowly slides them down her arms. “Should I take this off?”

I nod. “Let me see those sexy tits.”

As they come into view, she asks, “What would you do to them if you were here?”

“Lick them. Suck on them. Slide my cock in between them.”

“Speaking of cocks, why don’t you show me yours?”

Any time she says the word cock, mine instantly springs to life.

I pull down my sweatpants enough to let my shaft spring free.

She sees it and runs her tongue over her bottom lip. “That thing is a work of art.”

“Your turn to take something off,” I tell her.

She props up her phone on some pillows to give me the perfect view of her body as she takes off her shorts.

My eyes are glued to the screen as I watch her fingers slip between the lips of her pussy.

“How wet are you?” I ask.

“Oh, it’s been like a damn swimming pool since you left last night.”

“Didn’t play with any of your toys?” I ask.

“Nope.”

“Why don’t you pull one of them out now and show me what you like?”

She disappears out of view for a moment and returns with what looks like a vibrating dildo. It’s cock-shaped, and while it may be longer than me, I’ve got it beat in girth.

I watch as she puts it into her mouth, getting it wet and driving me absolutely fucking crazy. All I can do is wish that it was my dick that her lips were around.

Next, she takes it and slides it between her legs where her fingers just were. Slowly, she pushes it inside. As it disappears into her, her eyes roll back in her head and her back arches. A loud moan escapes her mouth.

This is better than any porn I’ve ever watched because I know everything she’s doing is genuine. She’s not putting on an act.

I’m unable to pull my eyes away from her pussy as she slides the toy in and out.

“Do you know how bad I wish I was that toy right now?” I ask.

“You and me both. What would you do if you were here?”

“Everything,” I say. “I’d take that toy and use it while I lick that clit. Then, I’d bend you over and fuck you doggy. And maybe I’d even come all over your juicy ass.”

I watch as her body writhes with pleasure, and I fist my cock. My hand is a shitty substitute for Ronnie’s pussy, but at least I have a good show to watch.

“Tell me how good it feels,” I command.

She moans in response and uses her other hand to pinch her nipples.

“Rub your clit,” I command. “I want to see you come.”

Her fingers run down her smooth skin until they stop right above the toy.

“Like this?” She asks, rubbing in small circles.

“Yeah, just like that, beautiful.”

If you would have told me a few weeks ago that I’d be having video chat sex with one of the hottest women I’ve ever seen, I wouldn’t have believed it.

But here we are.

And I couldn’t be happier about it.

“Holy shit!” She cries. “I’m close!”

“That’s it, beautiful. Make that pussy come and let me hear it.”

I jerk my cock faster as she orgasms. Watching her entire body react is enough to have me shooting cum all over my hand.

“Fuck,” I groan. When I finish, I add, “Damn, woman. You always keep me guessing.”

I grab one of my t-shirts that’s draped on the back of the couch and wipe off my hand.

She gets comfortable under the covers. “Do you want me to let you get to bed?”

“Nah, I’ll be alright. How about instead, you tell me all about your family drama?”