Page 64 of Six Years
He nods. “Anyway, call me back when you’re done with ‘showering’, okay?”
“Seriously? I’m not going to do anything.” At least not with him being sure of it. It’s not good for his ego. The more I give in to him, the bigger it’ll get. “I’m soft as a pillow.”
“Really?”
“Yup.” I can see him shrug, I think? It’s a bit difficult to tell over the phone. “Well, goodb—"
“I’m hard as fuck, Grey Davis.”
I swallow thickly, freezing on the spot. There’s no way he just said what I think he did.
“And while you’ll finish off your shower, I’ll doother things, ‘kay? So, talk to you in a bit, baby.” He hangs up the phone before I get the chance to respond, react,blink.
My brain tells me not to do it, not to give in to what I know he’s trying to do… and still, I tightly wrap my fist around my dick at the same time as I call him back.
I wait.
And wait.
And wait.
Until hedeclinesthe call.
Looking at my phone in disbelief, I give it another try, only to get declinedagain.
I rip my phone out of my speaker holder and open Luan’s chat.
Grey:Pick up your fucking phone, Luan.
Luan:Can’t. Jerking off, thinking about you.
Grey:Exactly.
While Luan’s typing, I turn off my shower, speed-dry my body before I find myself lying in my bed, hand on my dick.
Luan:Want to watch?
Grey:Pick. Up.
He might’ve been able to say no, but I can’t.
I call him again, and when his face pops up on my screen, his cheeks rosy and the shirt he wore a second ago gone, I give myself a tight squeeze before stroking my hand down the length of my cock.
“That was quick forfinishing up your shower,” he says, though by the sound of his voice I know he definitely doesn’t want to talk about my shower right now.
Knowing Luan, he wouldn’t make the first move, so I do. Though, maybe a little too direct. “Show me your dick.”
“What?” he chokes, laughing a little. He’s contemplating it though.
Well then… I turn my camera around, and the second my cock’s on the screen Luan gasps. That fucking sound travels right through my body to my balls. Shit, since when does my body react tothat?
“Holy… Grey!”
I watch his eyes widen a little more through the screen when I stroke my hand down the length of my dick and back up, assuming he does the same a moment later because his eyes fill with heat and his features tighten with lust.
“I want your mouth on me so badly, Luan, you have no idea,” I say when his lips part just that tiny bit from inhaling deeply to steady his breathing.
Luan lets out a quiet whimper, his eyes closing halfway. “Not as badly as I want my mouth on you.”
