nectar. She softly moans as the vibrations tickle her clit. When she’s nice and relaxed, she moves the vibrator down to her tight pink hole, slowly pushing it inside her.
Jesus, fuck, this is hot.
Her other hand comes into view, fingers massaging her clit. I fist my length, stroking in rhythm with her fingers as she pushes three of them in and out of her. The slurping sounds as she finger fucks herself fills my quiet room.
“That’s a good, little Cupcake. Fuck that ass.” Just seeing her like this, already has me ready to nut.
“Oh, Grayson... Grayson... Grayson,” she chants. I love knowing even when I’m not there with her, I can still make her feel so good.
Her hips are bucking widely, hands working both her holes, like a beautiful orgasmic symphony.
“You’re going to make me blow, Cupcake. Cum with me, beautiful.” My strokes becoming wild and rough. My balls tighten, the fire taking me over. Hearing her screams as she cums, sets me off, cumming hard and painting my stomach with my hot cum, finally getting the release I’ve been so desperate for.
I lay breathless watching Pippa cum, she’s so damn beautiful. Her juices are dripping down her hand and her vibrator. Her body shaking as the last waves of her orgasm wash over her.
“That was amazing, Cupcake. You did so good.”
She brings the phone back up to her face. A blissful smile on her beautiful lips.
“Just having you watching me made it even more exciting. I think I’ll be able to sleep now.” She lets out a satisfied sigh.
I think I might actually be able to get some sleep tonight myself. Just watching her and hearing her moans and screams gave me the relief I’d been needing.
“I miss you, Grayson.” She sweetly smiles.
“I miss you too, Cupcake. Especially this time of night, all I want to do is wrap my arms around you,” I confess. I’ve missed having her in my bed and in my arms. The past four days without her has made me realize how much I need her. She’s everything I didn’t know I needed.
“I miss that, too. I better get some sleep. Goodnight, baby.” She blows me a kiss.
“Goodnight, Cupcake.”
Chapter Eight
Cold chills rolling through my body stir me awake. I wrap myself tighter in the blankets, trying to get warm, even though my body is covered in a sheen of sweat. My eyes crack open, the blinding morning sun forcing them to shut again. There’s a harsh pounding in my head and my throat feels like I’ve swallowed hot lava.
Fuck me, I’m sick!
A nasty cold has been ravaging the crew on my show for the past couple weeks, and it looks like it’s finally caught up to me. Of course, after not seeing Grayson for four days and with hot dirty sex on the horizon, this virus chooses now to fuck me over. Maybe if I down a bottle of DayQuil and sit in a hot bath all day, I can rally enough to get laid tonight.
I really need it after last night’s FaceTime fun. I was only joking when I told Lexi I’d do that with her brother just so I could get a rise out of her. But I actually did it. It was so damn hot, I’ve never cum that hard without Grayson inside of me before, but having him watch me while I masturbated turned me on even more, and made it even more exciting. I loved having him watch me and tell me how good I was. If I weren't so sick right now, my panties would be getting soaked just thinking about it.
I hear my phone chime from the nightstand. Leaning over I grab my phone and look at the screen and it’s a picture message from Grayson. I open the message, and it’s a picture of him lying in bed. His dark brown hair is spiked up to one side, those big chocolate eyes are sparkling with happiness. His soft sweet smile is putting a smile on my face. He’s so damn cute. I miss seeing this face, although I’ve never stayed long enough in the morning to wake up to this face.
I think it’s time I put my big girl’s panties on and tell Grayson how I’m really feeling. That I want more. That I want
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