Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
She instantly obeyed and then took it a step further and lightly pinched her nipples. This time he couldn’t hold back his low curse. “Yeah, just like that.”
“Are you...? Will you...?”
He instantly understood what she meant. “You want my cock?”
“Yes. Show me.” She writhed a little, her hands moving with more purpose on her breasts.
He tilted his computer screen so the camera took in his lower half. He moved slowly, teasing her, and undid his slacks to withdraw his cock. He gave himself a long stroke and was rewarded with Lucy’s moan. “You like that.”
“I like that a lot.”
“Take off your shorts. I want to see you stroking that pretty pussy until you come for me.”
She barely hesitated this time before she released her breasts and lifted her hips to slide the shorts off.
He stroked himself again idly. “Spread your legs—yes, like that. Show me how you like it the same way you did that first time.”
She slipped her hand between her thighs, parting her folds to draw a single finger over her clit. It was the single most devastating thing he’d ever seen.
Gideon watched avidly, taking in every detail and imprinting it into his memory. It was shitty not being able to be there and touch her, but it allowed him a perfect view and the distance to appreciate it in a new way.
Lucy was fucking magnificent.
After the first halting touches, she gave herself over to her pleasure—to both their pleasure—and stroked faster. Her head fell back against the couch and her body bowed as she pushed two fingers into her pussy. “I wish you were here.”
“Saturday. I’ll make it worth the wait.”
“I don’t know if anything is worth the wait.” Her words were breathy and her breasts quivered with each exhalation. She managed to open her eyes. “I’m close, Gideon. Are you close?”
He’d been teetering on the edge the second she’d taken off her shorts, holding on through sheer force of will. “I’m close.” He spoke through gritted teeth. Pressure built in his spine and his balls drew up, his cock swelling at the sight of her stroking herself to orgasm.
Lucy let her head hit the back of the couch again, but she kept her eyes open and on him as she fucked herself with her fingers. Her breath turned even choppier.
“Next time...” He had to stop and restart the sentence when she gasped. “Next time, you’ll bring out that toy of yours. I want to see it sliding into you, vibrating and making you crazy.”
“You make me crazy.” Her back arched and every line of her body stood out as she came with his name on her lips.
Gideon couldn’t hold on after that. He stroked faster, harder. She lifted her head in time to see him come in several spurts onto his stomach. He stared down at it marking his body and wondered when the hell his life had taken a hard right turn. A month ago he would have laughed someone out of the room for suggesting he’d be participating in a video call with mutual masturbation, let alone with Lucy Baudin.
And yet...here they were.
He reached down to grab his shirt and wipe himself off, and checked on her. Lucy had slid down to lie on the couch, and she watched him with a sleepy smile. “You’ve got that look on your face.”
Her smile widened. “What look is that?”
“One that says you’re thinking filthy thoughts.” He liked that look. A lot.
She swept her hair off one shoulder and it pooled around her head on the cushion. “That’s because I am thinking filthy thoughts.” She bit her lip and then rushed on. “What time do you fly in Friday?”
“Our appointment is...” He stopped short. A slow tendril of pleasure that had nothing to do with sex rolled through him. “You want to see me Friday night.”
“If that’s okay. I know you’ll be tired.”
“It would take a whole hell of a lot more than a few hours’ plane ride to make me too tired to see you. Though I don’t fly in until after eleven.”
She smiled. “I’ll leave the key with the doorman.”
Fuck yes. He damn well knew he was reading more into that choice than he should be, but it was hard not to. That simple sentence, more than anything else they’d done to this point, signaled her trust in him. “I’ll stop by my place to drop my shit and then I’ll be there.”
“Perfect.” She stretched. “Thank you for this, Gideon. All of it.”
Strangely enough, he felt like he should be thanking her. He’d spent a long time just going through the motions and, for better or worse, Lucy had woken him up. He wanted to keep talking to her, but a quick glance at his phone showed that it was well past ten on the East Coast. “Don’t let those files keep you up too late.”