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was.
    He loved that about her. How aroused she became, even when
they were just talking. “Show me your clit.” She slid her left hand down and
parted her pussy lips with two fingers. “Fuck, you’ve got the prettiest clit
I’ve ever seen.”
    She laughed. “You always say that.”
    “That’s because it’s true. Touch it for me, baby. I want to
watch you make yourself come.”
    “Then you gotta do the same. Pump your cock for me, Matt.”
    His fingers automatically squeezed his dick. He leaned back
against the chair and braced himself with his feet wide apart. “I’m right there
with you, honey.”
    “Good.” She sent him a wide smile, never stopping the
movements of her fingers against her clit.
    He took it all in, making sure to memorize how she liked to
be touched and where. One day he would touch her for real. There were no two
ways around it. He didn’t know when he’d be able to get some time off to go and
see her, but it was definitely going to happen.
    He wanted her too much not to. She would be the most amazing
lover, he was sure of it. Hell, she already blew his mind on a daily basis.
She’d probably kill him the day he finally got to eat her pussy and fuck her
ass like he’d been dying to.
    The more they talked, the more he thought about her. Most
mornings he woke up with his cock hard, and his mind overrun with images of
her. She featured in his every dream, and even now just watching her gave him
more pleasure than he’d felt in months.
    She was slowly becoming his own personal addiction. It was
just too bad she lived in California while he was based on the East Coast. He
traveled three hundred days a year as a consultant, most of his time spent in
planes and meetings. He guessed he just had to find an excuse to travel to L.A.
He could do that.
    He had to do that, he thought almost feverishly, rubbing his
thumb over the head of his cock. His eyes were glued on the screen of his laptop.
She’d started rocking her hips up and down, the movement entrancing.
    “Slide two fingers inside your pussy,” he told her, his
voice so damn husky it sounded more like a growl.
    She did exactly as he’d ordered. “God, it’s so warm and wet.
I need you inside me, Matt.”
    “I know, baby. I know. Find your G-spot for me. Rub it to
life. Do it for me.”
    “Next time I’ll play with my toy if you’d like?”
    “Fuck yes.” He nearly asked her to take her vibe out, but
she seemed so out of it already. No, she was right. It was better if they kept
something for their next time. He closed his eyes for a second. That meant she
wanted a next time… Yes!
    When he reopened his eyes, he nearly groaned out loud. She
had two fingers inside her pussy and her thumb was pressed against her clit,
caressing herself with slow strokes.
    “Look at me, honey.”
    She focused on him and grinned, a wicked grin that slashed
through him. “Come for me, Matt. Come with me.”
    “Are you nearly there?”
    “Ye-yes,” she moaned.
    He knew what that meant. He’d heard that catch in her voice
before. He tightened his hold on his cock and sped up his movements. Up and
down. Up and down.
    “Matt!” Her head thrashed from left to right. “Oh God. Yes.
Ahh. Ahhh.” Her moans turned gradually louder until she shouted, her body arched,
her feet braced on the bed.
    He watched her come and let go. He spurted cum all over his
fingers and the desk in front of him, some drops even hitting the laptop’s
keyboard. He groaned and slumped back into his seat.
    He felt as if he’d run a marathon but he knew that if he was
with her, he’d be raring to go again in mere minutes.
    Unable to stop himself, he asked, “What are you doing
tomorrow?”

Chapter Two
     
    He would kill to be with her right now, Matt thought as he
watched her move onto her hands and knees. He stared at her wet pussy and
imagined leaning down and flicking her clit with his tongue, her moans echoing
over his head. He’d grab her hips and keep her still as he