Chapter 9

Rene’s Pov

The pulsation between my legs was becoming stronger, directing Remy to the center of my desire. I watched as Remy sat back down, his chair pushed back far enough to where I could see him continuing to stroke himself, this time his hands clearly inside his boxers.

“Look at those pretty, round nipples. Those fair areolas.. I wish I could take one in my mouth. Hmm... Why don’t you do that for me?”

My brow rose. “You want me to...”

He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.”

I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit.

“Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

“I’m touching my pussy.”

“Good, baby girl. Push two fingers inside. I want to hear how wet you are.”

I did as I was told. My folds were slick, hot, and wet. The noises my wet pussy made seemed to drown out any of the rain that beat against my window. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this aroused. It seemed like ages ago.

I pressed two fingers, then three, inside myself, using my thumb to circle my clit. I was so close to coming, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to hold on to this feeling for a while. Who knew when I would feel it again.

“Look at that pretty-ass face. You want to come, don’t you, Rene?”

“Yes,” I breathed, my chest heaving. It had been ages since I masturbated, and I wasn’t sure how long I was going to last.

“Should I let you come?” asked Remy as he spit into his hand and continued stroking.

I was so turned on that I was dizzy. I threw my head back and moaned.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?”

“Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight.

“You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?”

I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

“Rene, I’m so close.”

After a minute, he grunted as cum shot onto his stomach and chest in thick streams. I wanted to lick it off, slurping and savoring the taste. I wondered how Remy would feel inside my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass.

“Next time, I’m coming in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as if he’d read my mind. He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen.

The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.