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“Hey,” I gruffly muttered and heard her sigh.
“I didn’t wake you up, did I?”
“No.” I cleared my throat and swallowed as my eyes shut and my ears strained to pick up every little sound she made. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh?”
“I keep thinking about the way you taste.”
“Oh?” Her voice was soft and sweet and so breathy I could feel her breath on my lips.
I imagined my beautiful temptress as she started to blush, the shade of pink underneath her naturally tan skin. That prettyshade would be my new favorite color. That and the color of her eyes.
“I shouldn’t have left,” I gritted through my teeth and heard her breath hitch. “Why are you up?” I asked a little gruffly, but if it bothered her, she didn’t mention it.
“I couldn’t sleep either,” she whispered into the phone. “After you left… I missed you.” My breathing changed. I loved that she was opening up with me.
“I miss you, too. Fuck, I should have tucked both of us in.”
“You should have,” she agreed so damn easily a droplet of fluid leaked from the tip of my dick. I rolled the pad of my thumb over it, using it as lube as I worked my shaft a little slower.
“What are you doing?” she asked almost innocently. Something about it spurred me on, tossing me over the edge. I’d tried to be a gentleman, but fuck that now.
“You know what I’m doing.” I swallowed, giving up the charade of just talking. “Lying in bed, wishing you were cuddled into me.”
“To snuggle?”
“Maybe after.”
“After?”
“After I take my fill of your body, swallowed up those sexy moans you make, and basked in the beauty of you saying my name and calling me daddy.”
“Clay, I, umm… I don’t know if I’ll be good at this.”
“There is no way you couldn’t be.”
“I just…”
“I heard that pretty mouth talk filthy tonight,” I reminded her and loved her soft giggling. It made my balls draw up tighter. “Touch yourself for me,” I directed. I heard her shift in bed, and I knew the moment her delicate fingers found their way between her folds. Her breathing changed, and the tone of her voice rose.
“Clay.”
“Fuck, I love when you say my name.”
“Clay, I just…”
“You wet, baby? You wet for your cowboy?” I asked, leading the conversation, making it easier for her to get lost in the moment.
“Yes,” she hissed.
“Good girl,” I praised. “Now keep touching. Tease that pretty pussy like you know I’m going to do later,” I instructed, filling my mind with the image of her in bed, her fingers toying with the most beautiful cunt I’d ever laid eyes on.
“I liked when you touch me more,” she moaned, and my hand picked up speed.
“Fuck.” I glanced at the big wall clock across my room. Leaving now would be asking for trouble. The cold weather wasn’t good for speeding like the devil was on my heels, and I knew myself—there was no other speed I would drive to get to her. Being on the phone would have to do. “I’m going to touch you again, baby girl, soon,” I promised. “But right now, I need you to touch yourself. Can you do that for me?”
“Clay,” she whined.
