VeraHis hand tugged up on his length slow as if he was enjoying it as much as I was. That or he got off on knowing I would watch him. He sighed, and the phone moved, giving me a wider look. I could see his tatted stomach, and I stared as if in a trance as his stomach flexed. His hand slid down his length and my fingers slid down my stomach and between my legs. I slipped my fingers into my wet heat and gasped as I followed his movements. The snarl ended as he started to pick up speed and opened up the chat. His little avatar popped up from the bottom of the screen and I knew he was here in the chat. I pressed the camera button and lowered the phone between my legs. I lifted my leg up and placed my foot flat on the bed. I swallowed as I pressed and held the button to record.As soon as it started, I slid my finger into my pussy. I gasped and pulled them out at the same speed he’d started to jerk himself to before the recording stopped. I fingered myself, pushing my finger in and out un
VeraWhat a way to end the night.His avatar disappears, the screen goes dark and just like that, we’re done. The nice thing about Dane is there’s no bullshitting. We both know what this is, and we don’t have to skirt around and pretend we want more. We don’t have any expectations. I made it clear from the beginning that I was not looking for more. Just the thought of it sends me into a panic. Dane, being in the military, agreed. He didn’t have time for that either. I think that’s why I feel so comfortable writing to him so openly. Even with sexting, I did that with my first boyfriend. I haven’t done this since my senior year of High School and that was seven years ago.Biting my lip, I fell back on the bed, naked, but thoroughly pleased. I let out a content sigh and my breasts jiggled. I stare up at the ceiling as I caught my breath. Even sexting with Dane is good. One minute I’m having a shitty day and the next, I’ve forgotten about all of my problems as I record myself coming. I di
“Can you pick Bella up from the airport?” he asked. At the mention of his little sister, I crumbled. My vision blurred as I thought about one of the little girls I considered my own. The asshole knew I’d do anything for her. She was his baby sister, but I practically raised Bella. I’ve known her since she was little, but six years flies by, and little girls grow up. There was no way I wouldn’t meet her at the airport, especially when I knew she was most likely flying alone.His family wasn’t the richest, but there was a time when they took me in. His dad has loved and treasured me, like only a father could. After I lost my dad, I never thought I’d get that again. When I got very sick, he took care of me, and I owed him my life. He felt more like family to me than my mother did. I hated that after all this time, I would see Bella again after we split. For the last six years, they had been my little sisters, too. I wouldn’t just be picking her up, and that’s why he called me. Because h
After I hung up last night, I cried over a man that didn’t deserve my tears. No matter how many times he hurt me, I couldn’t learn my lesson. I allowed myself to wallow in my despair and cried myself to sleep thinking about everything we could have been. I don’t know why I did, especially when I knew Amos was the type of man that never changed. In my small room, away from everyone, I at least had this space to breathe. I didn’t have that when he was here. I didn’t have to worry about anything, but what was happening in my DMs. Compared to before Amos left, I had plans on the weekends, and people who wanted to talk to me. I wasn’t isolated, and I didn’t have a man hovering me with expectations.It was a new day, and everything was right with the world. Despite my puffy eyes, crunchy snots, and swollen face, I was feeling optimistic. If Cleo was talking to me, I knew she would tell me I’m psychotic, but she wasn’t present. I was okay knowing he wasn’t here to make my life hell. I was tr
“… What?” She asked quietly.“Well…” I trailed off. There was a minute of silence with me waiting for her response and her probably brewing.“I swear to the Goddess and the original blood line, if you got back together with him, I’m going to book a ticket, fly down there right now, and kill you myself!” Ami hissed threateningly. I threw my head back and laughed. “I’m glad you think this is funny, V! I’m dead serious!”“Oh my gosh, no,” I laughed.“You better be telling me the fucking truth,” she yelled.“I would never get back with him! After everything, this is the best,” I said.“Then what were you going to say? I’m still dying of a heart attack over here,” Ami said dramatically.“Mm. So he called me last night,” I said.“What the fluff for? What could he possibly want?” she asked.
Ami finding a man with the same name as her baby is hilarious because his name is Charming. She really would call it fate. The birds sing outside my window and I know I have to get up. It was now, or I’d waste another hour in bed. Which, in my mother’s words, meant being useless. The nagging voice in my ear was hers. My one goal in life was being useful to her.The cloud hovering above my head thundered, but I closed my eyes and calmed the rumbling. I had enough on my plate. Spiraling would only hinder me from doing what I needed to do today. I didn’t have enough time to deal with my negative thoughts and self-loathing.Rolling out of my bed, I rise from the bed like Dracula out of his coffin. My head spins as I jump to my feet and my vision goes black. It clears as I walk. If I don’t make breakfast, I’ll never hear the end of it, and that will only come back to bite me when I try to go out. It doesn’t matter how old I am; I live under h
Everyone knows that Mythinder is used for two things. One, to find people you’re attracted to and two, hook up with them. I’ve been out of practice until recently and I’ve talked to a few guys that have made it unbelievably awkward. It had only been a few minutes and he was so easy to talk to. I didn’t joke around with the other guys, so this was a nice change. Goddess it feels good to laugh.Another ping from my mother reminded me I was in a rush to leave the packhouse. I still hadn’t checked her message and I needed to get out of here before she lost her patience and mind linked me. This was something wolves within a pack could do to communicate with each other. If she couldn’t get a hold of me, it was common practice for her to screech down the mind link line. I tapped my screen and it lit up.Me: Guess again! You have two more tries.Uriel: Okay… are you a werebear?
It’s like he knows. How can he know me so well when we’ve never met? The need to please, the need to be good for him is like a fucking calling. It’s so easy for him. He can dominate this conversation, he can push up in the direction he wants, Goddess, he would make me feel better than any man ever has.Me: Yes.Dane: Don’t make me wait, babe.Am I really going to do this? The use of that pet name should make me cringe but it doesn’t. It has the opposite effect. My pussy is drenched and I want him. This fantasy that he’s painted for me is everything I’ve ever wanted. I close my eyes as I envision him. The large alpha that wants to control me, take me, use me, and stares down his nose at me. The slick between my legs tells me that I want it all. I want him to dominate me and use my body until he’s sated. I want to please him, I want to do anything and everything without consequences. I don’t want to think about w