She's not touching herself yet, just running her hands over her own breasts and pinching at the nipples. But she's pretty raring to go already. This phone call wouldn't have happened otherwise.
His smile turns wry. "I love it when you recognize my genius."
He sits once he has himself freed and openly admires the sight of her. Damn... It's going to be six months before he can touch her the way she's touching herself.
The way she looks at him definitely has him rising to the occasion. He's letting his fingers brush along his length rather than stroking himself outright.
"When you get back, I'm so giving you that 40 minutes."
"Mm," she says admiringly. She's watching him firm up, knowing that thinking about eating her out is making him get hard. "You're good at that, too, you know. I wouldn't settle for any fewer than, mm...three orgasms before we switched places."
"You know it," she says, still smirking. "You know what's the best part is knowing how much you want it by the time I get around to putting my mouth on you."
Her hand is working circles around her clit by now, and her hips shift a little and she lets out a wanting hum.
"And you know how much I like putting my mouth on you."
"God it feels so good." He makes a soft needy groan in the back of his throat at the memory. She gets him so worked up sometimes it's almost cruel. Or it would be if he didn't actually enjoy it.
He holds himself in earnest now, moving slowly from base to tip.
"I like holding your hips down and doing that." She's eager now, moving her fingers to dip into herself now and then. "It's no secret how much you like it."
"So damn hard not to buck." He does try but it's like rational thought goes right out the window. Eventually he's lucky to just form understandable words. Millions of years of evolution laid low by a blow job.
His breathing picks up as he watches her and matches her pace, running his thumb over the tip as she slides into herself.
"Good thing you know better," she says. If he bucked into her mouth she'd be out.
She continues moving her hands, pinching at her nipples and rubbing her clit. Her eyes close briefly and she hums again; she's getting close to climaxing.
"I'm thinking about you coming in my mouth," she says. "That's what you want, right?"
"I-If you...yeah." Shit, it's hard to talk and do this at the same time.
Honestly before her, the idea of actually cumming in someone's mouth was just one of those porno things. Not so much now, but that first time especially felt almost awkward. Because as much as he loves going down on her, expecting the same for himself...
"I want to feel you cum around me more. And watching you hit that peak... ungh." He gives a breathy grunt.
Watching her like this while knowing there's no way he can touch her is so much hotter than he'd expected it to be.
The look on her face and the moaning... "Ngh...fuck."
He wants to hold back and enjoy the moment but the problem is that he's enjoying the moment. So he has to literally hold himself back, interrupting his own orgasm.
"Yeah," he more breathes the words more then speaking them. "I wanted to, see you."
He doesn't get to just watch her cum often and he wanted the sight of her burned into his memory. And in spite of the look of disapproval, it doesn't take much until he joins her... eyes closed tight and head back.
The nice thing for her is that she can just keep rubbing her clit and work toward another climax as he finishes. Which is especially good when she hears the way he squeaks out that last word.
"Leonard..."
This wave comes lighter and more stretched out, but somehow more intensely, too. She moans, eyes closed.
She opens them a moment later and lets out a sigh.
"I'm not actually sure that helped," she says with a rueful chuckle. She's ending this session even more horny than before because of the lack of contact. She didn't get to feel him, to taste him.
While it wasn't anywhere near to actually having her here, he'd found it a lot more enjoyable than he'd thought it would be. It was oddly stimulating... knowing she was watching him, like a performance.
"I wish I could be there to wear you out properly."
"Well, since I don't think they'd appreciate me stowing away onboard, I guess we'll have to think of something else."
He smiles, not just because of what they'd just done... although that was obviously part of it... but he's also just genuinely happy that she'd followed through and called him.
"Hey, when you get back- I'm getting a bottle of wine and taking a few extra days off. Really welcome you back properly."
"Are you sure that you can smuggle something like that on board?"
His smile turns cheeky at that suggestion. Oh, he's heard of them. He works with a bunch of nerds and tech geeks. But they never struck him as something she'd be into. Still, if she's interested...
"I don't know the UNSC's stance on military grade sex toys."
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"I guess it's either that, or suffer through my shift with a serious case of blue balls."
Which would suck. Not that he's quite feeling it yet, as he stands to undo his pants. But watching her is going to change that quickly enough.
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She's not touching herself yet, just running her hands over her own breasts and pinching at the nipples. But she's pretty raring to go already. This phone call wouldn't have happened otherwise.
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He sits once he has himself freed and openly admires the sight of her. Damn... It's going to be six months before he can touch her the way she's touching herself.
"You are so damn beautiful."
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"Even over video, huh."
For her part, Tex is admiring the sight of him touching himself. She loves dicks, and she's fortunate enough that he has a nice one.
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The way she looks at him definitely has him rising to the occasion. He's letting his fingers brush along his length rather than stroking himself outright.
"When you get back, I'm so giving you that 40 minutes."
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She's breathing a bit differently now as she watches him, and she dips a hand toward her mound.
"How are you going to spend it?"
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His eyes drift from her face to the way her breasts move with that change of breathing, then follow downwards.
"Feeling the way your thigh muscles tighten and quiver right before you cum..." He hums. Honestly, it makes him like a fucking boss.
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Her hand is working circles around her clit by now, and her hips shift a little and she lets out a wanting hum.
"And you know how much I like putting my mouth on you."
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He holds himself in earnest now, moving slowly from base to tip.
"And when you do that thing with your tongue."
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His breathing picks up as he watches her and matches her pace, running his thumb over the tip as she slides into herself.
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She continues moving her hands, pinching at her nipples and rubbing her clit. Her eyes close briefly and she hums again; she's getting close to climaxing.
"I'm thinking about you coming in my mouth," she says. "That's what you want, right?"
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Shit, it's hard to talk and do this at the same time.
Honestly before her, the idea of actually cumming in someone's mouth was just one of those porno things. Not so much now, but that first time especially felt almost awkward. Because as much as he loves going down on her, expecting the same for himself...
"I want to feel you cum around me more. And watching you hit that peak... ungh." He gives a breathy grunt.
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The look on her face and the moaning... "Ngh...fuck."
He wants to hold back and enjoy the moment but the problem is that he's enjoying the moment. So he has to literally hold himself back, interrupting his own orgasm.
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"You could have cum along with me, you know," she says.
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He doesn't get to just watch her cum often and he wanted the sight of her burned into his memory. And in spite of the look of disapproval, it doesn't take much until he joins her... eyes closed tight and head back.
"Fuck."
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"Leonard..."
This wave comes lighter and more stretched out, but somehow more intensely, too. She moans, eyes closed.
She opens them a moment later and lets out a sigh.
"I'm not actually sure that helped," she says with a rueful chuckle. She's ending this session even more horny than before because of the lack of contact. She didn't get to feel him, to taste him.
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While it wasn't anywhere near to actually having her here, he'd found it a lot more enjoyable than he'd thought it would be. It was oddly stimulating... knowing she was watching him, like a performance.
"I wish I could be there to wear you out properly."
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She sighs, relaxing her legs down on the bed.
"Believe me, so do I." Then Harvey being here, expectant, wouldn't be such a problem.
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He smiles, not just because of what they'd just done... although that was obviously part of it... but he's also just genuinely happy that she'd followed through and called him.
"Hey, when you get back- I'm getting a bottle of wine and taking a few extra days off. Really welcome you back properly."
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"You know, they do have those vibrators you can control remotely."
Not something she was necessarily willing to do before now, giving up that kind of control, but maybe it would be good for them.
"Better make it a week. By the time we're done, neither of us will be able to walk properly."
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His smile turns cheeky at that suggestion. Oh, he's heard of them. He works with a bunch of nerds and tech geeks. But they never struck him as something she'd be into. Still, if she's interested...
"I don't know the UNSC's stance on military grade sex toys."
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