Chapter 25
Brandon
I know I’d agreed to leave her alone, so she could think, but I simply couldn’t. The text messages she sent me throughout the day Monday all bombarded my phone when I landed, and my heart soared. She was thinking of me like I was thinking of her, but the voice message I got from Michael worried me a bit.
She’d canceled her appointment because she was sick, but I had a feeling the sickness wasn’t the flu.
After our wonderful talk Monday night, I couldn’t stay away. We texted one another in our free moments, and then I’d call every night as I was settling down in my hotel room. It made the four walls seem a bit more bearable and a little less lonely. I loved hearing her voice in my ear, and I could tell Tuesday she had done her regimen. There was a pep to her voice that had been absent Monday, and I smiled as I listened to her tell stories of Sarah when she was younger.
But now, I was staring at my phone and wanting to try something different. I wanted to see her. I wanted to look into her eyes as I talked with her. I sat up in bed, shirtless with nothing but my boxers on, while my thumb hovered over the camera button. One click and she’d pop up on that screen and I could revel in her smile. Her eyes. Her hair and her curves.
If she accepted the call, that was.
I took a deep breath and pressed it, then listened to the tone ring out into the room. I had no idea why I was so nervous, but the moment the call was answered, I braced myself. The black screen was buffering even though I could hear Melissa shuffling on the other end of the line, and the moment her face popped up onto the screen, my heart began to soar. Her brown eyes sparkled with the dim lighting of her lamp, and I could tell she had nothing on but her robe. My cock began to spring to life as she smiled at me, her bare skin taunting me on the phone as she turned her hair behind her ear.
“Well, this is different,” she said.
“I just wanted to see you is all,” I said.
“Then I’m glad it’s this way.”
“Your smile’s contagious,” I said.
“Are you naked?” she asked.
“No, I just look that way. I’ve got my boxers on,” I said.
“Such a waste,” she said, winking.
“Oh, really now? Because we could fix that problem very quickly,” I said.
“No point in fixing it if I’m not there to enjoy it.”
My cock pulsed at her words. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as I watched her robe slowly slide from her smooth skin, and she giggled while she tried to work it back up her body.
“No, no, no. Leave it,” I said.
Her brow ticked in confusion before she let go of the fabric. Her innocent smile turned into a wanton grin, and her chest rose with a long pull of breath as her camera slowly traveled downward. What was once her face and her shoulders now held her beautifully soft nipples, and I groaned as my hand snaked underneath my covers.
“Leave it now?” she asked.
“You’re beautiful, Melissa. You know that?” I asked.
“Why don’t you show me yours?” she asked.
I moved the camera down my torso, showing her my muscular form as she licked her lips. I watched her tits slowly spring to life, the pert nipples rising just for me. Her eyes darkened as I watched her hand come up and cup her tit, and I threw my comforter off my body as my cock sprang upward.
“Fuck, I wish I was there to massage those tits.”
“Trust me, I wish you were, too. I’d flutter my fingertips down your rock hard muscles and watch you shiver,” she said.
I wrapped my hand around my cock and simply held it there. Melissa was moaning lightly, pinching her nipples as I propped the camera up on the bed table beside me. Now she had a view of my entire body, along with my pulsing cock sitting in my hand.
“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight,” she said.
“I want to see all of you.”
She looked around for a second before she shifted. I saw her camera moving as the connection cut out for a second, but when it returned the sight made my cock throb. She was there, sprawled out on her bed, with one leg propped up on a chair she’d slid over. I could see the whole of her profile as her tits bounced around her body, her hips shifting as she held something in her hand.
Something pink and sparkling and… vibrating?
“You like the view?” she asked.
“Please tell me that’s what I think it is,” I said.
“Oh, it’s definitely what you think it is.”
The buzzing was mesmerizing as she ran it down her body. I watched the goosebumps spread across her skin as I slowly began to pump my cock. Her breathy pants and the way her body jumped was mesmerizing to me, and the only thing I wanted to do was sink my fingertips into the excess of her skin.
“Shit, Melissa. If I was there, I’d mark every single part of your body that thing is touching now just to remind you which one feels better.”
“If you were here, I’d let you stuff me with this in one end while you fucked me in the other.”
My eyes bulged at her statement as her hips began to roll. Her pants grew to moans as I stroked my cock faster. Did she mean that? Did I just hear what I thought I did?
“Fuck, Brandon. You feel so good,” she whispered.
“Spread those legs for me, Melissa,” I said. “Let me see all of you.”
She turned herself toward the camera, and I saw everything. The way her clit was swollen. The way her juices were dripping down her ass crack. I saw her jiggling thighs quaking with the vibrations she was slowly working down her body, and I felt something inside me pop. I stroked my cock faster and harder as I grunted out into the room, but Melissa’s dirty mouth continued to fill my ears as my dick grew harder in my hands.
“I’d want you to lick my pussy until I couldn’t breathe. Make me come until I begged for you to stop. Oh, yes. I’d want you to squeeze me. Nibble me. Pound me with your cock.”
“Hell, Melissa,” I said. “If you were here, I’d wrap my hands in your hair and shove this cock down your throat. Fuck, you have no idea how good that felt that morning. Feeling your, ugh, lips around me. It was the best way to wake up.”
I looked over and saw her body darting around as she slowly pushed that beautiful toy into her ripe pussy. The wet sound alone was enough to make the head of my cock drip. The toy bottomed out into her as it pressed a vibrating sensation against her clit, and she set a furious pace.
“Brandon. Yes. Fill me up. Just like that. Oh, you hit all those spots.”
“Melissa. Holy fuck, you feel so good. That pussy’s so tight for me. So wet. Shit, I miss you dripping down my balls.”
Her legs trembled in the video as my hips began to thrust up into my hand. She was the most beautiful sight I could have ever conjured, and she was right there on my video screen. I wanted to lean over and taste her. Pull out that toy and plug her ass with it while my fingers crooked up to just the right angle. I wanted her to cum at the will of my tongue as I flicked that swollen clit of hers until she cried tears of joy.
“Make me come, Brandon. Make me come, baby.”
“Not until I say so,” I said. “Not until I say.”
She whimpered as I thrust faster into my hand. I could see her pussy pulsing, wanting desperately to take what was rightfully hers. I picked up my phone and held it to my face, pressing kisses to the screen as Melissa sighed in content.
“Come for me,” I said. “Come for me and say my name.”
“Brandon. Brandon. Yes, yes! Just like that. Fuck. Faster. Harder. More. More. Give me more, please.”
I bucked one last time into my hand before my body released itself. My balls curled so close to my body, I thought they would get lost, and the sheer amount of come that sprayed across my abdomen left me breathless and sweating. I collapsed to the bed as I watched Melissa squirt from her beautiful pussy, her body shoving the toy out as her stream of come dripped onto her bed. I could hear her pants, wheezing and weak as her legs shook on the camera.
Then, she lifted her sweating head and moved the camera back to her face.
“You,” she said, panting, “are the most incredible man I’ve ever known.”
Her words hit me like a dump truck. The conviction in her eyes and the way her voice was low and proud, it brought tears to my eyes. I raised up and kissed her picture, earning me a tired kiss from her in return.
“And you,” I said, sighing, “are breathtaking. You are so much stronger than you think and hold so much more power than you realize.”
“I wish you were here,” she said.
“And I wish you were here, too.”
I watched her blush as she pulled the covers up over her body. Suddenly, the fiery minx I’d just had morphed quickly back into the innocent woman I knew Melissa to be. She giggled and covered her face with her hand, and all I could do was chuckle. The way her face kept turning deeper shades of red brought a smile to my face, and I never wanted it to end.
I never wanted any of this to end.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she said.
“It’s an honor to experience your body in any way I can. Thank you.”
She smiled before she pressed a kiss to my picture, and I closed my eyes and pretended her lips made their way to mine. I could feel their warmth, how they moved against mine as her body slowly crawled across my lap. I wanted to hold her close to me. Dip her down underneath the covers and lose ourselves in the sea of pleasure we created. I wanted to show her the world. Take her on these tours and show Sarah and Max all the sights around them. I wanted to hold her hand through her bad days and smile with her through her good ones.
I wanted to be there. With her. Not in this empty hotel room alone.
“I can’t wait for you to be home,” she said.
“I can’t wait to be with you,” I said.