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“Fuck,” he grunts, and I pick up the pace.
It’s as if we’re in the same room again, except this time we have no visual. I have to recall Carter’s massive cock from memory.
“Sydney, you’re fucking killing me. You know that.”
“Yes,” I purr, imaging Carter massaging himself.
And I can’t wait to have him inside me. Every night since we met, I have done the exact same thing—masturbated to the thought of him fucking me. I want him so bad I should give in, submit to his every desire, and fulfill all his fantasies.
While Carter might be used to being the aggressor with women, he has allowed me to boss him around and plays along with my game. The power of my pussy has made him my bitch. But when I finally give into him, I want him to take charge and fuck me like he means it. Fuck me as if it’s the last thing he will ever do in this world.
“Tell me what you want me to do to you, Carter. I need to hear it. I want you to tell me all the dirty things you want t
o do to me.”
He groans in response. “I want you to suck my cock. I’m thinking about your lips wrapped around me, taking all of me until I come in your mouth. And I want you to swallow. All of it. Like a good little whore.”
“Yeah,” I say, my insides clamping down on my fingers. I’m so close, and with Carter’s help, this might be one of the best orgasms I ever had. “If you were here right now, I’d take your big, fat cock in my hand, lick from your shaft to the head, just to tease you, before taking all of you in my mouth. You like that, Carter?”
“Fucking right, baby. After you’re done, I’d want you to straddle me, ride me like the dirty little girl you are, and come all over my dick.”
“Fuck this is hot,” I moan into the phone. My juices are running down my leg, and the faster my fingers move, the closer I am to finding the sweet spot. “Keep going, Carter. I’m close, and I want you to come with me. Okay?” I can barely speak the words I am so out of breath.
“Me, too, baby. Me, too.” He pauses for a second, but it’s too late.
I don’t need him to keep going. My heart is beating out my chest, ready to explode. An intense heat spreads from my cheeks and chest down to my toes. Everything feels as though it’s on fire from Carter and this sexy-as-fuck phone sex. Not to mention the sound of his deep voice telling me he wants me to come on his dick. This experience is so erotic.
As an orgasm wrecks me, making my body tremble and go numb in the process, all I can think about is Carter’s body, his soulful brown eyes, his dirty mouth that knows all the right things to say, and those adorable smiles he gives me when he’s trying to win me over. He reminds of a boy sometimes, so playful and innocent.
Underneath it all, there’s that burly man I want to own me, make me his, and fuck me senseless. I like when he’s the aggressor and takes control. But there are times when he lets me walk all over him, causing me to wonder if he’s in this just for sex or if he wants the whole package.
“Carter,” I moan, biting down on my lip to stifle my screams. “I’m coming…all over my fingers. Just for you.” I lean my head back against the chair and let my body take over. “Come for me.”
“I am, baby,” he says, through clenched teeth. The sound of his flesh slapping together makes this so much more intense. “So fucking hard.”
And when he comes, it’s probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. No, it’s definitely the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. Like I could die right now, happy as shit and that would keep the smile on my face. I love the sounds men make in bed. Sometimes that alone is more of a turn on. But Carter takes it to a whole other level. Thank fuck he’s not one of those silent cummers. I can’t stand those.
“Wow,” he finally says after he catches his breath. “The next time I see you, that pussy is mine. You got it? No more playing games with me. No fucking around.”
I drop my legs to the floor and lean over to grab a few tissues from my desk to clean myself up. “Yes,” I hiss. “Must I remind you that you had agreed to play with me? And you never answered my question.”
“Don’t try that shit with me, Sydney. I know you’re just pretending to hold out. We are going to fuck one way or another. And you will like it. You’ll love it. You won’t be able to get enough of me.”
“You sound way too confident in your ability to get me into bed,” I challenge, loving the fact he’s on to me. I can still use this to my advantage.
“It’s not even a question. I know I can. You’ll be begging me to bend you over and fuck you instead of giving me that bullshit about how I can’t touch you. And I’m coming to collect.”
“If you like my games so much, then what’s your prize if you win?” I really do enjoy toying with him.
“Your pussy, of course.” I can hear the cockiness in his tone.
I frown even though I am excited about him claiming my pussy. It does not belong to him yet. “What about me? I’m feeling a little left out that my pussy gets all the attention.”
“You were a given, considering you’re kind of attached.” He laughs to himself, apparently finding this conversation amusing. I could not agree more.
“Then come get me,” I dare, sitting up straight in my chair, my body aching for a hot shower. “I have to get going. Lots to do today. Talk soon.”
Before he can answer, I click the end call button. It’s all part of my master plan. Keep him wanting more.
