Chapter 40: Chapter 40

Sam was absolutely stunning as she lay there, bathed by the soft glow of candlelight.

Breathtaking was the only word to describe her, and his body agreed a hundred percent. His cock went from semi aroused to rock hard in seconds, straining against the confines of his clothes.

Her eyes were huge, a combination of nerves and arousal, lips parted as her breaths came out in short audible gasps. He ached to be right there in her bathroom, kissing that mouth and other delectable places.

She was an absolutely, fucking divine goddess.

Her smile dimmed and she bit her lip, an uncertain look on her face. "Ryan…?"

The unspoken question reminded him had been quiet for too long, absorbed with worshiping the sight of her and now she was probably having second thoughts.

"You are absolutely stunning, Sam." He fairly growled the assurance, his voice gravelly with arousal. "I wish I could be there with you right now."

She flushed at the compliment. "Me too. I miss you."

"I miss you too, baby. More so right now, seeing you like this. I would give anything to join you in that bath, run my hands all over you, all the while kissing you. Put my hand between your thighs, cup your sweet pussy and finger fuck you till you clench on my fingers and scream my name as you cum."

By the time he was done talking, her breaths were coming out in quick little pants, a sweet sexy sound that went straight to his cock.

"Oh god, yes." Her eyes fluttered closed, head thrown back as she squirmed, the action causing her breasts to rise above the bubbles, and he was treated to the sight of dusky aureolas surrounding hard nipples.

His hands fairly shook with the need to cup those perfect mounds, to take those rock hard nipples between his fingers and squeeze just the way he knew she liked.

The image on the screen wobbled for a second and he heard her curse softly.

"You okay?"

The screen righted itself, then her face filled the screen again. "Yeah, sorry. I almost dropped the phone in the water." She chuckled and shook her head at him. "It's your fault for getting me so turned on."

"I like seeing you turned on." He smirked and winked, drawing another chuckle in response. "You're stunning normally, but when you're hot for me? You're a fucking goddess."

"I'm still turned on," she licked her lips, and peeked at him from beneath her lashes.

"Me too, baby, you have no idea how much right now." With a finger, he traced the outline of her cheek. "Do you want to do something about that? I could hang up and let you…"

"I want you to watch me." Her words came out in a rush.

Surprise kept him mute for several seconds as he stared at her, all the while his mind screamed 'Yes! Fuck yes!'

"I've...never really done this before…" she gestured at the screen with her free hand and took a deep breath, and met his gaze and Ryan was damn sure she could see the hunger in his eyes. "But, I'd like to do it with you, that is if you're…?"

He blew out a breath at the invitation. "God, yes! I'd love to. But only if you're comfortable."

"I am." She smiled. "And it's not going to be one sided. I want to watch you cum too."

His throat felt suddenly dry and he cleared his throat. "Okay. How about this, do you have your laptop there?"

"Yeah, in my bedroom."

"Okay, I feel it would be better to do this out of the bath, that way, you won’t have to worry about getting your phone wet and you can have your hands free.”

“Yeah, um, you’re right.” She sat up, gifting him with another glimpse of her tits before the screen jostled, buffeted by the sounds of her leaving the bath. The screen steadied again and he was left with a view of the bathroom ceiling for a few seconds before her face filled the screen once more. “Is it okay if I call you back? I just need to dry off and set up my laptop.”

“Sure, babe. Take all the time you need. I’ll be ready when you are.”

She smiled shyly. “Talk to you soon.”

The screen went blank as she ended the call. Ryan blew out a breath and flopped back against the bed, his mind racing in anticipation rather like a school kid about to have sex for the first time. Like Sam, he’d never tried video sex, it was merely something he’d heard a few of his friends talk about, but he’d never felt the inclination to try it.

Until now. With the most fucking amazing woman in the world.

He sat up and crossed to the desk, where his macbook lay and powered it up. Then he shrugged out of his work clothes and underwear, debating a quick shower, but abandoned the thought since Sam would call back any minute. Instead, he pulled on a light t-shirt and sweatpants. He grabbed a box of wipes, laptop, dimmed the lights to a cozy illumination and climbed back into bed.

Propping the laptop on a pillow to bring it face height, he lay back and waited, one hand idly stroking his semi hard cock, even as his mind played back pictures of how Sam had looked in the bath.

He really needed to speed up this project so he could hustle back to New York and to Sam. He couldn’t wait to hold her and show her just how much he wanted her. And not just for her delectable body; he wanted to take her out on dates, do all the things couples did when they were together and in love.

In love. He ran that phrase over in his mind, liking the way it made him feel. He hadn’t brought up the L word with her yet mainly because of the weird circumstances, but as soon as they had it all figured out, he would spill his heart to her.

A call notification interrupted his thoughts and he sat bolt upright, heart racing as he saw Sam’s name displayed on the screen.

He accepted the call and moments later, he found himself staring at Sam.

“Hey, again.” He grinned. She looked even more magnificent, reclining against a stack of pillows, one arm propped under her head. He had a great view of her body, now clad in a sexy little lace kimono that sent surges of heat through his body. “You look so damn good wearing that, babe.”

In response, gave him a sultry smile as she traced a hand over the curves of her breast and hips. “Thanks. I’m glad you like. I was actually saving this for when you get back, but I figured you’d appreciate it either way.”

“Mmmm, yes. I appreciate. Very much.” He groaned and raked a hand through his hair transfixed on the screen. “And when we’re together, I’ll definitely enjoy peeling it off you, while kissing every inch of skin. But for now, you’re gonna have to imagine me doing sweet, dirty things to you. Touch yourself for me, princess, I need to see you..."

Fuck, he cursed the distance that kept him from being able to take her in his arms and kiss her till they were both gasping for air while he explored every inch of that delectable body.

She bit her lip, seeming to consider a thought. With a resolute set of shoulders, she sat up and slid the arms of the robe down, letting the fabric pool at her waist, exposing her breasts, full and so damn tempting, nipples beaded twin peaks of arousal.

Ryan damn near forgot to breathe as his gaze fixed on her glorious curves.

"Do you like this?" She whispered.

"I fucking love it. You have no idea how much.”

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."