He watched as she traced her hands up her hips, across her waist, and up to cup her breasts, lifting them up and together. The uncertainty and shyness vanished as she got more comfortable and aroused. She rolled a nipple between her fingers, and he heard her make a noise, lips parted in a moan and his mouth watered as he remembered taking that nipple in his mouth.
"That's it baby. Imagine my mouth and hands on you, sucking, licking, kneading, just the way you like it."
"Mmm...Yes, oh god Ryan, yes." She arched her back, eyes shut as though offering more of her gorgeous tits, all the while her fingers squeezed and played with her nipples.
He licked his lips at the memory of how she tasted when he fucked her with his mouth, drenched in her juices. His gaze fell to her parted thighs, a view that let him know she was bare underneath the robe and he inhaled sharply with a curse.
"Are you wet for me, princess?" He asked softly, stroking himself through the fabric of his pants.
"Yes, I'm so wet, I need you."
"Show me how wet you are. Take off the robe and play with yourself, imagine it's my thumb stroking your clit, my fingers sliding inside you.'
She obeyed, taking off the robe. She lay back, parting her thighs further to give him a full on view of her, all wet, pink and glistening.
Sweet holy hell. She was magnificent.
"God, baby, I could watch you do this all day." He growled, "You're so wet for me, so hot, fuck I want to taste you so bad."
"I want to see you too." Sam whispered, desire in her gaze as she fingered her clit. "Take off your shirt."
"Sure baby," he damn near ripped the fabric with how fast he yanked it off. Encouraged by the swift intake of breath at the sight of his bare chest, he slid his fingers over his chest and down to his stomach to linger tantalizingly over the top of his pants, appreciating the way her hungry gaze followed his movements.
"Tell me what you'd do if you were here right now." He leaned back against the bed, propping the phone against a stack of pillows. "Tell me how you'd touch me."
She mimicked his move on the bed and he nearly came at the sight of her breasts bouncing as she lay back and got comfortable.
It had been too long since the last time they'd been intimate. Far too long.
"If I were there," Sam's voice was heavily laced with desire. "I'd run my fingers through your hair, and kiss you, I'd trace my fingers over your chest, then slowly tease you by sliding down north until my hand slips under your pants. I'd wrap my fingers around your cock, and stroke you."
Holy fuck, he wasn't going to last long at this rate. Ryan followed her suggestions, taking his cock in one hand and making sure she could clearly see how hard he was for her, he gave himself long slow strokes, precum making his moves slick.
He groaned at the flood of sensations that came from knowing she was watching his every move.
Her soft breaths matched his, as she fucked herself faster, her movements becoming erratic with the approach of her orgasm.
"This what you want to see, baby?" He asked, sliding off the sweatpants so his cock bounced free. He gripped himself again, his eyes locked on the sight of her fingers sawing in and out of her cunt.
"See how hard I am for you. Hard and aching for you, begging for you to straddle me and sink that sweet pussy then ride me hard until you come all over my cock."
She released a shaky breath and whimpered, a sound that pushed him dangerously close to the edge. "I'm so close, Ryan...so close."
"Come for me, princess." He growled the command, amping up his strokes. "Come on my cock."
She threw her head back and arched off the bed with a cry as her orgasm hit, hips bucking in time to her strokes, his name a prayer on her lips.
Seeing her come apart like that pushed him over the edge, his balls tightening as his own release crashed over him thick ropes of cum spilling all over his stomach as he groaned out her name.
For several seconds there was nothing but the sound of their breathing as they both slowly came down from the high.
Ryan let out a breath, as his heart rate returned to normal. He turned to the screen, where Sam still lay in a semi comatose state, one hand thrown over her face, chest rising and falling quickly.
He reached for the wipes on the bedside table and cleaned himself off.
"You okay?" He asked, wishing he could pull her close for a cuddle. He knew she loved cuddling right after sex and it saddened him he couldn't give her that right now.
She lifted her hand and turned his way,looking satisfied but exhausted.
"Yeah, I'm great, just tired." She sighed, and stretched lazily. "That was...amazing."
"Yeah?" He flashed a teasing grin. "Glad to be of service, ma'am."
She chuckled and yawned. "I'm kinda sleepy."
"You should go to sleep, then." Then he recalled their earlier conversation. "You haven't had dinner, though. Try and eat something before you sleep."
"Mmmm," she sounded half asleep already, curled up around a pillow. "In a minute, don't want to get up just yet."
He chuckled and let her be, content to just watch her lay there, enjoying the sight of her so relaxed and satisfied.
She might be satisfied, but even though he'd come hard, he was still roaring inside, desire only temporarily dampened. He needed more, needed her with an intensity that both shocked and excited him. The remaining weeks couldn't pass by fast enough.
Still, he kept that bit of info to himself, not wanting to ruin her mood.
"How long till you come back?" Her question told him she had the same thought running through her head.
He thought for a moment. "We're well ahead of schedule currently, so if things continue this smoothly, I think I'll be with you before the end of next month. But I promise I'll work damn hard to push that forward."
She sighed and nodded. "I know you will."
His phone vibrated with an incoming text from his foreman, reminding him of the scheduled inspection that was supposed to have started ten minutes ago. He cursed and sat up, reaching for his discarded pants.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry to do this, but I need to go for a…"
Sam waved away his explanation, understanding in her expression. "It's okay, babe. Go."
"Make sure you eat something before you go to bed, please."
She nodded and he smiled, bringing his fingers to his lips before pressing them against the screen. "Good night, sweetheart."