“It’s good to see you,” he says.
I smile. “Yeah, you too. Nice apartment.”
He grins at me. “Nice… closet?” He cocks his head a little bit.
I laugh and pick up the laptop, showing him the space. “Yep, it’s a closet. It’s a little more… comfortable than my room.”
“Looks cozy.”
“Where are you?” I ask him.
“In my living room.” He picks up his laptop and shows me his place. I got a quick view of a large wall that’s all windows and overlooks the city. I see the kitchen, which is all spacious and modern, before coming back to him. His apartment is nicely decorated though simple, which doesn’t surprise me. I bet he had someone come in and set it up for him, and hasn’t changed a thing since.
He’s shirtless, and I’m surprised to catch some tattoos on his skin. He watches me with amusement for a second.
“Nice,” I say.
“You’ll see it for real soon. If you want.”
I nod quickly. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
I feel really nervous, I realize, way more nervous than when we went out together.
“Do you know why we’re Skyping right now?” he asks me softly.
I nod slowly. “I think so.”
“Tell me why.”
“You want to teach me.”
“That’s right.” He smirks at me. “And I want to watch. Make sure you’re doing exactly what I tell you.”
“Okay,” I say, leaning back. “What do you want me to do?”
“First, close your eyes.” He waits a second. “Go ahead, really close them.”
I smile and close them. “Okay,” I say.
“I want you to picture us together, alone, maybe alone in this little spot of yours. You’re dressed the way you are right now, and you look so fucking sexy. I can barely keep my hands off you.”
“What are we doing here?” I ask him softly, already feeling the excitement.
“Hiding,” he says. “We’re hiding from your family. But not in a bad way. You took me into your closet because you wanted privacy.” He pauses for a second and I let that sink in, amplifying my desire.
“Imagine the way I kiss you,” he continues. “Imagine me pressing you against that wall, taking your wrists and pinning them up against the wall. Imagine my lips lingering along your skin as I press you there, holding you tight, kissing you, slowly moving my palms down the length of your curves. How do you feel?”
“Excited,” I whisper, seeing it in my mind. I’m dripping wet, but I can’t tell him that. I can’t actually say those words. It’s too dirty.
“Good,” he says. “I kiss your lips and your neck before my hands move down to your breasts, teasing them, teasing your nipples. One hand remains on your breast while the other slowly sinks down to your panties.”
I bite my lip, breathing faster and deeper as he speaks. I can practically feel the graze of his rough fingers over my soft skin as he speaks to me in his deep and sexy voice.
“Now, Sadie, I want you to take your hand and do what I’d do.”
I open my eyes, a little surprised. “You what?”
“Close your eyes,” he chides. “Go ahead. Close them.”
I bite my lip and do as he says.
“Now, take your right hand and slide it down the front of your panties.” He pauses and for a second, I’m not sure if I can do it.
But the image in my mind of his fingers down between my legs pushes me onwards. I do as he says, slowly sliding my hand down the front of my panties.
“You’re dripping wet,” he says. I let out a soft, surprised moan. “I knew it,” he continues. “I knew you’d be soaked. You’re so desperate for my touch, you absolutely crave it, and you’re finally getting it. Now, slowly and gently, rub that nice little clit of yours.”
I do as he says. I’ve gotten myself off before in the past, so I know what I like, but I’ve never, ever, ever touched myself in front of someone else. I’ve never done anything like this. And it’s so fucking exciting. Instantly pleasure rolls through me and I keep my eyes shut tight, afraid that if I open them, I’ll get too nervous.
“My fingers down between your legs,” he says, almost a whisper, chills running down my spine. “I kiss your neck and bite your lower lip as I rub your clit in circles. Over and over, softly then harder, responding to your every moan and move.”
I touch myself as he speaks, seeing this in my mind. I can feel his hard body against mine, his muscles tough and intense as I touch myself. I can hardly believe that I’m doing this, but it’s way too exciting to stop.