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crazy (this is the first time we've been apart since becoming a couple), he made sure that it wasn't half as bad as it could have been by making sure that we shared a few racy, video phone chats.
Roman: I'm about to Facetime you. Pick up.
I locked my door and turned the TV on in my room for background noise, just in case my father decided to walk by my room.
Me: Hello?
Roman: Hey, Duchess.
Me: Hi
Roman: I feel like I haven't seen you for weeks.
Me: I know. I miss you so much. It's so weird being away from you.
Roman: Yeah, it is. Let me see your room real quickly.
I walked around my old bedroom holding up my phone and showed Roman my canopy bed, the old pictures and mementos I've collected over the years on cork boards, my favorite stuffed panda bear, my weathered IKEA desk, and the view outside of my window.
Roman: Very sweet. Now put the camera back on you. What do you have on?
Me: This? An old T-shirt. I'm getting ready for bed.
Roman: I need to tuck you in first.
Me: Okay.
Roman: Lose the shirt.
I took off my shirt and slipped under my covers with just my panties on.
Roman: The panties too. I want to tuck you in properly. Don't put the phone down this time. I want to watch.
I pulled down and wiggled out of my panties with my right hand while holding onto the phone with my left. I noticed that Roman was intensely watching me while licking his bottom lip, and I could feel myself becoming wet in between my legs. We were both growing hungrier for each other.
Roman: Good girl, but wait, don't get under those covers; because I need you to go get my vibrator for me.
Me: What vibra–
Roman: Don't lie, Elizabeth. I know you took it out of my duffle and packed it in your suitcase.
I was caught. I left for Penn-Washington from Roman's house and decided at the last minute to pack a vibrator. My personal one was home, so I made the decision to take the one he bought to play with on me. How I was supposed to know he checked his inventory regularly?
Roman: That's right you're caught. Now go get it. I thought the two of us had an understanding, Elizabeth. I am in charge of and in command of every orgasm you have. No vibrators, no fingers, unless they're mine.
I pulled it out the side pocket of my bag.
Me: I've got it.
Roman: Now get on the bed. No sheets, or I can't see shit. Hold the phone high up with one hand and turn the vibrator on with the other. Get comfortable though. It's going to take me a while to tuck you in properly.
The verbal exchange between us, the tone of Roman's voice, and the sound of the vibrator already had me terribly needy. I was afraid that I'd come the second I touched myself with the silver bullet.
Roman: Spread your legs wider.
I did as I was told.
Roman: Your slick little pussy couldn't wait to come home to get what it needed. You needed to take care of things yourself while you were away, huh?
Me: Roman–
Roman: Quiet. Don't touch yourself with the vibrator yet. Just keep it on and ready for when I say you can.
Sometimes Roman liked to play with sound. Sometimes with silence. All I could hear was the motor of the vibrator and the sound of my heart thumping loudly. And that's all he wanted me to hear for a moment.
Roman: Now I obviously would rather have your hair threaded between my fingers, my balls deep inside of your cunt, while you ride me reverse cowgirl style. You like that position right?
Me: Yes.
Roman: I know you do. I'd pull you hair a little harder as you diligently worked me, the perfectionist that you are. The muscles of your pussy squeezing me so tightly, that I'd run the risk of coming way too soon. Or maybe I'd spread your legs wide, tie your ankles to the corners of my bed, and tongue fuck you until you started speaking gibberish.
A moan escaped from in between my lips.
Roman: Is your pussy throbbing yet?
Me: Yes
Roman: You want some relief.
Me: Yes.
Roman: I bet you do.
Me: Please
I begged.
Roman: Spread wider.
He waited a few more
Roman: I'm about to Facetime you. Pick up.
I locked my door and turned the TV on in my room for background noise, just in case my father decided to walk by my room.
Me: Hello?
Roman: Hey, Duchess.
Me: Hi
Roman: I feel like I haven't seen you for weeks.
Me: I know. I miss you so much. It's so weird being away from you.
Roman: Yeah, it is. Let me see your room real quickly.
I walked around my old bedroom holding up my phone and showed Roman my canopy bed, the old pictures and mementos I've collected over the years on cork boards, my favorite stuffed panda bear, my weathered IKEA desk, and the view outside of my window.
Roman: Very sweet. Now put the camera back on you. What do you have on?
Me: This? An old T-shirt. I'm getting ready for bed.
Roman: I need to tuck you in first.
Me: Okay.
Roman: Lose the shirt.
I took off my shirt and slipped under my covers with just my panties on.
Roman: The panties too. I want to tuck you in properly. Don't put the phone down this time. I want to watch.
I pulled down and wiggled out of my panties with my right hand while holding onto the phone with my left. I noticed that Roman was intensely watching me while licking his bottom lip, and I could feel myself becoming wet in between my legs. We were both growing hungrier for each other.
Roman: Good girl, but wait, don't get under those covers; because I need you to go get my vibrator for me.
Me: What vibra–
Roman: Don't lie, Elizabeth. I know you took it out of my duffle and packed it in your suitcase.
I was caught. I left for Penn-Washington from Roman's house and decided at the last minute to pack a vibrator. My personal one was home, so I made the decision to take the one he bought to play with on me. How I was supposed to know he checked his inventory regularly?
Roman: That's right you're caught. Now go get it. I thought the two of us had an understanding, Elizabeth. I am in charge of and in command of every orgasm you have. No vibrators, no fingers, unless they're mine.
I pulled it out the side pocket of my bag.
Me: I've got it.
Roman: Now get on the bed. No sheets, or I can't see shit. Hold the phone high up with one hand and turn the vibrator on with the other. Get comfortable though. It's going to take me a while to tuck you in properly.
The verbal exchange between us, the tone of Roman's voice, and the sound of the vibrator already had me terribly needy. I was afraid that I'd come the second I touched myself with the silver bullet.
Roman: Spread your legs wider.
I did as I was told.
Roman: Your slick little pussy couldn't wait to come home to get what it needed. You needed to take care of things yourself while you were away, huh?
Me: Roman–
Roman: Quiet. Don't touch yourself with the vibrator yet. Just keep it on and ready for when I say you can.
Sometimes Roman liked to play with sound. Sometimes with silence. All I could hear was the motor of the vibrator and the sound of my heart thumping loudly. And that's all he wanted me to hear for a moment.
Roman: Now I obviously would rather have your hair threaded between my fingers, my balls deep inside of your cunt, while you ride me reverse cowgirl style. You like that position right?
Me: Yes.
Roman: I know you do. I'd pull you hair a little harder as you diligently worked me, the perfectionist that you are. The muscles of your pussy squeezing me so tightly, that I'd run the risk of coming way too soon. Or maybe I'd spread your legs wide, tie your ankles to the corners of my bed, and tongue fuck you until you started speaking gibberish.
A moan escaped from in between my lips.
Roman: Is your pussy throbbing yet?
Me: Yes
Roman: You want some relief.
Me: Yes.
Roman: I bet you do.
Me: Please
I begged.
Roman: Spread wider.
He waited a few more
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