LetMeWatchYou

Let Me Watch You

Emma Hillman

Tonight is the night when Matt will finally see Jill, the
woman he’s been talking to online. As soon as she appears onscreen, he knows
everything is about to change. The chemistry between them is explosive.
Watching her is a pleasure in itself, but Matt soon realizes he needs more. He
needs to touch her, take her…in
every
position.

And that’s
exactly
what he’s going to do.

Let Me Watch You

Emma Hillman

Chapter One

Matt adjusted the webcam on his computer and took a deep
breath before checking the time again. Only five minutes remained and he was
already a wreck. He’d been waiting for this moment all day.

No, if he was truthful he’d wanted this to happen since the
first time they’d met online.

As soon as they’d started talking, he’d known Jill was
different. She was similar to him in some ways and yet different in all the
ones that mattered. When their emails had gradually turned sexier in nature, he
hadn’t believed his own luck.

He still had no idea what she really looked like but he’d
find out in…he checked his watch again. Two minutes. In two minutes he’d see
the woman who had turned his world upside down for the first time.

He wondered if she’d be naked or if she’d take her clothes
off for him later on. He couldn’t wait to see her bare body. Sure, he already
knew what her tits or her pussy looked like. After all she’d been sending him
pictures for the past weeks, but tonight would be different.

He’d see all of her.

At once.

Fuck but he couldn’t wait.

Just as he thought that, his computer pinged.
You have
been invited to a video chat with Jill. Accept?
“Fuck yeah!” He hastily sat
down at his desk and pressed the Enter key.

A window popped up, an image appearing only seconds later.
He felt himself go still. A woman sat Indian-style on a bed, a shy smile on her
face. She had shoulder-length red hair, dark enough it appeared nearly brown in
the semidarkness of the room she was in. “Hey,” she said, waving a little. “How
are you, Matt?”

And like the dickhead he was, he just
sat there and stared at her in silence. It was just too much to take. She was
just wearing a tee and cotton shorts. She wasn’t naked, but the clothes were so
skimpy, though, that from the way she sat he could see she wasn’t wearing any
underwear.

“Matt?”

He blinked. Came back to the present. “Hey, baby.” He heard
her sigh of relief and cursed himself inwardly. “I’m good. Real good.
Especially now. You?”

He watched, transfixed, as she licked her lips in a nervous
gesture. “I’m fine. A bit…scared.”

That made him frown. “Don’t be scared, honey. It’s just me.”

“I know,” she replied. “That’s the problem.” She scrunched
up her nose.

“We don’t have to do this, you know. I mean, it was your
idea.” Something he really hadn’t expected her to suggest, that was for sure.
He hadn’t thought she would do such a thing. She might have shared a lot with
him but she still held herself back.

When she’d emailed him to tell him she’d remembered there
was a webcam on her laptop and did he want to set up a video chat, he’d about
jumped up in his seat and punched the air. Good thing he hadn’t as he’d been
sitting in an airport lounge at the time.

“No. No.” She shook her head. “I want to do this. It’s
just…weird, I guess. I mean, I know you and I don’t.” She sighed. “Sorry, I’m
not making much sense here.”

“No, you are. That made complete sense.”

She laughed. “Now you’re just being nice.”

“Hey, I’m a nice guy.” His voice dropped low, and he watched
her shift on the bed. He knew how much she loved his voice. The only time
they’d had phone sex she’d come so loudly he could still hear her shout in his
head.

“Damn,” he heard her mutter.

Pleased with himself, Matt decided to push her a little. He
was so fucking horny he didn’t think he could take this slow.

He wanted this. He wanted to watch her. Fuck, how he wanted
to watch her… “Are you wet, baby?”

“Matt!” Her eyes widened.

“Are you?” He leaned back in his chair, making sure the
angle of the camera caught the obvious tent in his pants. “I’m hard as a rock
here. I’ve been thinking of nothing but you all day.”

“Oh God,” she moaned, biting her bottom lip again. “I
thought we were gonna take this slow.”

He closed his eyes for a second. “Sorry, baby. I… I can’t. I
want you too much.”

“Really?”

She sounded so hopeful he realized she was still worried.
Women! “Really. You look great, honey. I’m sure you’ll look even better naked.”

“I’m not so sure about that.”

Matt watched her shift on the bed. She rearranged her legs
so they were stretched on either side of the camera. His gaze drew up, stopping
on all that creamy skin on display, past that barely hidden pussy he loved so
much to her rounded hips, up again to those plush tits. She wore a bra but no
panties. Interesting.

He looked at her rosy mouth and thought how much he’d love
to kiss her. He’d start there and then he’d move down her body and lick every
single inch of bare skin he could find.

“You’re staring.”

His gaze locked on hers. “I’m imagining licking you
everywhere.”

“Everywhere?”

“Every single inch of your body, baby. I’d kiss and lick and
suck it all.”

“Oral fixation,” she commented with a smile.

“You know it.” He winked, then added, “If I take my clothes
off, will you take yours off too?”

“I… I guess?”

“For me?”

She seemed to think about it, then nodded. Before she could
go back on her decision, Matt sat up straighter and grabbed the hem of his
shirt. It landed somewhere behind him moments later.

He sat there and saw her gaze on him. The sound on his
laptop was turned up to the maximum and he could pick the way her breathing had
sped up. Good. Now, to the rest…

He stood up, making sure the camera pointed directly at his
crotch. Quickly he unbuttoned his pants and drew them down, together with his
boxers. He toed them off and kicked them under the desk before sitting back
down in his chair.

His cock rose proudly against his stomach and he couldn’t
help but palm himself with his right hand.

A moan rang inside the room. He looked at the woman on the
screen and noticed the way she was clinging to the duvet underneath her with
clenched fists. “Like what you see?”

“God, yes.”

He laughed at her intent response. “Your turn.”

She froze then. “Matt…”

“Please, baby. I promise it’ll be fine. You know me. I want
to watch you.”

“I want to watch you too.”

“Then we’ll both make ourselves come. First though, you need
to take these clothes off. I want to see that pretty little pussy.” He waited
with bated breath as she closed her eyes. When she reopened them however, she
appeared determined.

She moved onto her knees and lifted her top, revealing a
black lacy bra. He was going to make a comment when she disappeared from view.

He froze.
No! Come back!
“Baby?”

“Here.” She slid onto the bed, naked apart from that bra.

Matt felt his mouth open, but nothing came out. He watched
the light play on her curves and the enticing dips and valleys of her body and
had to work to find something to say. “Wow. You look so fucking sexy. No, you
are fucking sexy.”

Her chest heaved as she let out a deep breath. “Thank you.”

“No, thank
you
. You look amazing. I want to touch you
so fucking bad.”

“I want to touch you too. If I was there, I’d already be on
my knees with your cock in my mouth.”

His dick twitched, semen trickling out until it coated his
fingers. “Fuck, baby.” That was the woman he was accustomed to. The sexy woman
who knew just what to say to get him going. “I’d kill to feel your mouth right
now.”

“Mmm,” she moaned, leaning back against the mountain of
pillows behind her.

He watched as she pulled the bra down until her breasts
popped out. Her fingers encircled her nipples and pinched. When she moved
again, he watched her tits sway, the nubs hard, her areolas dark amidst all
that pale skin. “That’s it, honey. Caress yourself for me.”

Her legs widened, offering him a clear view of her shaved
pussy. And even though he was in an altogether different state, even though he
was just watching her on a webcam, he could see how wet she was.

He loved that about her. How aroused she became, even when
they were just talking. “Show me your clit.” She slid her left hand down and
parted her pussy lips with two fingers. “Fuck, you’ve got the prettiest clit
I’ve ever seen.”

She laughed. “You always say that.”

“That’s because it’s true. Touch it for me, baby. I want to
watch you make yourself come.”

“Then you gotta do the same. Pump your cock for me, Matt.”

His fingers automatically squeezed his dick. He leaned back
against the chair and braced himself with his feet wide apart. “I’m right there
with you, honey.”

“Good.” She sent him a wide smile, never stopping the
movements of her fingers against her clit.

He took it all in, making sure to memorize how she liked to
be touched and where. One day he would touch her for real. There were no two
ways around it. He didn’t know when he’d be able to get some time off to go and
see her, but it was definitely going to happen.

He wanted her too much not to. She would be the most amazing
lover, he was sure of it. Hell, she already blew his mind on a daily basis.
She’d probably kill him the day he finally got to eat her pussy and fuck her
ass like he’d been dying to.

The more they talked, the more he thought about her. Most
mornings he woke up with his cock hard, and his mind overrun with images of
her. She featured in his every dream, and even now just watching her gave him
more pleasure than he’d felt in months.

She was slowly becoming his own personal addiction. It was
just too bad she lived in California while he was based on the East Coast. He
traveled three hundred days a year as a consultant, most of his time spent in
planes and meetings. He guessed he just had to find an excuse to travel to L.A.
He could do that.

He had to do that, he thought almost feverishly, rubbing his
thumb over the head of his cock. His eyes were glued on the screen of his laptop.
She’d started rocking her hips up and down, the movement entrancing.

“Slide two fingers inside your pussy,” he told her, his
voice so damn husky it sounded more like a growl.

She did exactly as he’d ordered. “God, it’s so warm and wet.
I need you inside me, Matt.”

“I know, baby. I know. Find your G-spot for me. Rub it to
life. Do it for me.”

“Next time I’ll play with my toy if you’d like?”

“Fuck yes.” He nearly asked her to take her vibe out, but
she seemed so out of it already. No, she was right. It was better if they kept
something for their next time. He closed his eyes for a second. That meant she
wanted a next time…
Yes!

When he reopened his eyes, he nearly groaned out loud. She
had two fingers inside her pussy and her thumb was pressed against her clit,
caressing herself with slow strokes.

“Look at me, honey.”

She focused on him and grinned, a wicked grin that slashed
through him. “Come for me, Matt. Come
with
me.”

“Are you nearly there?”

“Ye-yes,” she moaned.

He knew what that meant. He’d heard that catch in her voice
before. He tightened his hold on his cock and sped up his movements. Up and
down. Up and down.

“Matt!” Her head thrashed from left to right. “Oh God. Yes.
Ahh. Ahhh.” Her moans turned gradually louder until she shouted, her body arched,
her feet braced on the bed.

He watched her come and let go. He spurted cum all over his
fingers and the desk in front of him, some drops even hitting the laptop’s
keyboard. He groaned and slumped back into his seat.

He felt as if he’d run a marathon but he knew that if he was
with her, he’d be raring to go again in mere minutes.

Unable to stop himself, he asked, “What are you doing
tomorrow?”

Chapter Two

He would kill to be with her right now, Matt thought as he
watched her move onto her hands and knees. He stared at her wet pussy and
imagined leaning down and flicking her clit with his tongue, her moans echoing
over his head. He’d grab her hips and keep her still as he tongue-fucked her.

His cock was so hard it hurt and yet he hadn’t touched
himself yet. He wanted to take this slow. They’d been getting off via webcam
for more than a week now and each time he’d come way too fast. He wanted to
prolong tonight’s pleasure, especially knowing what she had planned.

She was so fucking amazing, he thought as he watched her
hand slide down her ass, one finger stopping on her rose. She painted it wet
with lube, the sight holding him spellbound.

She didn’t even particularly like anal, not like he did, but
she’d bought herself a plug just so she could play with it.

For him.

In front of him.

“That’s it, baby. Try to slide your finger in now.”

He heard her mumbled assent and even if he couldn’t see her
face he knew she’d be frowning in concentration now. He was beginning to know
her well.

She moved a little down the bed, almost as if she were
consciously centering her ass right in front of him. He watched her finger her
rim, coating the tip of one finger in lube before applying pressure on the
crinkled skin. Moments later, it was in.

He clasped the edge of the table in front of him and fought
the urge to grab his own toy and fuck it like an enraged man. Not yet. Not yet…

“Damn, Matt,” he heard her groan. “This feels so weird.”

“You look so fucking hot, baby. Fuck, I’d kill to play with
your ass right now.” His voice was croaky as shit but he didn’t care. He was
glued to the screen, to that finger thrusting shallowly into her ass. She slid
it out but only to grab her new toy.

He could see she’d already lubed it up, the purple plastic,
shiny in her bedroom’s low lights. She braced herself, the toy’s tip moving
toward that lovely hole he’d pay to taste right now, and he quickly grabbed his
own toy. Moving it into position, he waited.

It took a little while for the plug to breach her rim. “It’s
not letting me in!”

“Take your time, honey. You haven’t had anal in a while.
Keep pushing and it’ll pop open.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, her ass gave way, the
plug’s tip disappearing from view. He slid the head of his cock into his
Fleshlight at the same time, groaning out loud at the sensation of being
enclosed in the warm, tight material. It wasn’t her ass but it was still better
than his own hand.

“Matt, Matt! Oh God, it burns.”

“Take a deep breath for me. Can you do that? That’s it.
Perfect, baby. Your ass has to get used to the pressure. It won’t take long, I
promise.”

She shifted on the bed, and he watched as her other hand
appeared between her legs. She pressed her clit between two fingers, obviously
trying to relax the best way she knew.

“That’s great, hon. Keep touching yourself. When it feels
easier, slide the plug deep inside your ass and then grab your other toy.
Okay?”

“For my clit?”

“Yes, baby. You know how much you love it when you caress
yourself with it.”

“I don’t know if I can come, Matt.”

He smirked. “I’m sure you can. I know you, Jill.”

He saw her still, probably because he never used her name,
always calling her “baby” or “honey”. Somehow it spurred something in her as
moments later she grabbed the plug and pushed it further inside her. She
mumbled something he couldn’t hear. He was too busy pushing his cock into his
toy, repeating what she’d just done, imagining it was her ass he was fucking.

When she moved again and he saw her press her other toy
against her clit, he nearly blew his load right there and then. He could hear
the soft vibrations from here, soon joined by the wet sounds her pussy made
when she fucked herself with it.

He looked at the amazing tableau in front of him. His
computer screen was full of her—her round ass, that purple plug stretching her
hole, the other toy sliding out of her pussy only to stop on her distended
clit.

Matt clasped the toy in his hand tighter and began fucking
it in earnest. He imagined himself on that bed with her, how she would feel the
first time he took her ass, the first time he heard her moan thanks to him and
not her clever fingers.

He wanted to make her scream until her voice was hoarse.

He wanted to fuck her to heaven and back, and again, and
again, until they were so tired they couldn’t move a single inch.

He wanted to taste her, kiss her, fuck her. Everywhere. In
every position. His hands itched to touch her. He had it bad, and he hadn’t
even had her yet.

“Mmm.” Her moan echoed in his hotel room, bringing him back
to the moment.

Her hips started rocking back and forth as she rubbed the
toy on her clit. He could see her juices from here and knew she was getting
close. She might not have thought she’d be able to come with a toy in her ass,
but he’d known better.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said, never looking away from
her.

His eyes on her, he fucked his toy and timed his movements
with hers. He wanted to come with her again, just like the night before and the
one before that. It was proving downright addictive.

“Matt? Are you close? I’m… I’m gonna come.”

“Come for me, baby. Do it! Feel the plug in your ass?
Imagine it’s my cock fucking you. I’m right there with you. Right there.
Fucking you. My hands on your hips, my cock so deep inside you. Can you feel
it, honey?”

“Oh God,” she moaned, and then just as he’d known she would
she exploded. She screamed, that lovely sound he was getting far too accustomed
to. He couldn’t even imagine being with a woman who faked anymore, not when the
real thing sounded as good as that.

He felt himself start to lose control and pumped the toy one
more time before sliding it off, cum trickling down his cock. He groaned and
shuddered, but his gaze never wavered from the screen. His eyes focused on the
juices decorating her pussy. He wanted to lick her clean and make her come
again.

“Fuck,” he growled as he leaned back in his chair.

He wanted her, plain and simple.

* * * * *

His phone rang the next day as he was waiting in yet another
airport. He quickly slid it out of his jacket pocket and looked at her name
blinking up at him. Pushing the call button, he turned around to face the
windows and said, “Hey baby.”

Her voice was throaty as she announced, “You’re turning me
into an exhibitionist.”

He blinked as he stared at the airport concourse at his
feet. “What do you mean?”

“You know how you love watching?”

“Yeah?”

“I never thought I’d say that, but I’m beginning to grow
addicted to…well, having you watch me.”

He chuckled. “And that’s a bad thing how?”

“It’s not, I guess. But when you said you had a plane to
take tonight and wouldn’t be able to be on your laptop, I started pouting.”

“Pouting?” He turned his back on the windows and sat down on
a hard plastic chair. He’d heard her voice on the other end of the line, and
his cock had immediately hardened. Leaning forward, he tried his best to hide
his predicament and focused on her words instead.

“Yes! It wasn’t pretty. I’ve been waiting all day to show
you this.”

“Show me what, baby?”

“I went shopping and bought lingerie.”

Hell. She was going to kill him! “Really? What kind of
lingerie?”

“The see-through stuff you said you like. It seems you’re in
my thoughts even when I’m out shopping. That’s bad, right?”

He closed his eyes for a second. “It depends what you want
to happen.”

“Oh.” A pause, then, “I want to spend a weekend naked with
you.”

He cleared his throat and put his elbow on his knee. “I’d
love that, honey. I really would.”

“Matt…” she started but nothing else came. “I need you.”

“Where are you right now?”

“On my sofa. I…I was trying on my new panties and I felt
this urge to call you. I’m sorry if it’s a bad time.”

“I’m waiting for my plane, baby. It’s fine. It’s just—” He
lowered his voice. “I can’t do anything else.”

“I know. I know. I understand how busy you are. I just
wanted to talk to you.”

“And I’m glad you called. I was thinking about you.”

“Really?”

She sounded so pleased. How couldn’t she know how much she
meant to him? He’d gone from zero to sixty in only a matter of days. He
wondered, and not for the first time, what she thought of him.

He was older than she, with a boring job and no free time to
speak of. She was a liberal while he was conservative. Hell, she drew cute
cartoons for a living.
What does she even see in me?

“I think about you all the time,” he heard himself say.

“Oh. I want to hug you so bad right now.”

He chuckled, the sound low and somehow rough. “Tell me about
it.”

“All passengers for Philadelphia are invited to board at
Gate 32!”

Shit! “They’re calling my flight, baby.”

“Damn it. Okay, well, have a safe flight, Matt. Talk to you
tomorrow?”

“Thanks hon, and yes, I’ll email you as soon as I can.” He
stood up and grabbed his laptop case with his free hand. Standing there, about
to board yet another plane to spend yet another night in a cold hotel room, he
felt loneliness threaten to overwhelm him.

“I’m going to dream of you and me.”

He found himself smiling at her announcement. “Dream for the
two of us, baby. I have to go. I…I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Bye, Matt.”

“Bye.” He closed his phone and felt his fingers squeeze
around it. He was seriously tired of this life. That’s probably why, even as
the stewardess asked for all electronic devices to be turned off, he sent a
text that would change his very future.

When he turned his phone off, he was elated and scared at
the same time. It was time to take life by the horns.

He wanted more for himself.

Starting with the woman in his dreams…

As soon as they landed in Philadelphia, he turned his
BlackBerry on and waited for that red light to start flashing. Ignoring the
work emails that started pouring in, he instead opened his text messages and
quickly opened the one he’d received from Jill.

Yes. Yes, yes, yes! Even if it’s just one day and one
night, I’ll take that over not being with you. I can’t wait. Matt…it’s going to
be a weekend to remember. Kiss.

A grin formed on his lips, a grin that remained in place
even when the taxi that should have been waiting for him didn’t turn up. Flying
to L.A. would screw up his work schedule, but he didn’t care.

He was going to finally feel her. Kiss her. Taste her. Fuck
her.

He couldn’t wait!