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“Dangerous how?”
“Dangerous in the sense that, if you really tried, I have a feeling you could convince someone to do something they might not otherwise consider. Power like that needs to be wielded very carefully.”
“Do you think I’m careful, Liam?”
I shift in my bed. “A little too careful.”
“How so?”
“Last night,” I start. “We were right on the brink of something reckless, and you pulled back at the last minute. Careful not to go too far. Careful not to let yourself have too much fun.”
She laughs sweetly, and I feel myself falling harder for this woman yet again. “I let myself have as much fun as I need. Don’t you worry about that.”
“Really? I’m not sure. You seemed like you were holding back. I think, if you actually let go and tried having a little unfiltered fun, you just might find that it’s not so bad. You wouldn’t keep yourself contained as much as you do.”
“I have plenty of fun,” she argues.
“Oh yeah? When was the last time you did something really exciting? Something where you didn’t have to think about it, and you didn’t hold yourself back?”
There’s an even longer pause than any she’s given before, and for a moment I wonder if I’ve lost the call. Cell service all the way out here isn’t the best. But finally, she says something that surprises even me.
“Last night I touched myself thinking about you.”
I smile. “Did you? What’d you think about?”
“For one, dropping the Max and Grace thing and just picturing you. Thinking of the way you said you’d put your head between my thighs and kiss your way up to my clit. Thinking about it now makes me wet all over again.”
I feel my cock stir in my shorts, and I reach down to grab hold, idly thumbing over the head. “I’d treat that pussy as nice as I could,” I murmur, imagining spreading her legs and lowering my head between them, hungry to taste every inch of her. “Slide your fingers inside, Harlow.”
Over the phone, I hear the squeak of bed springs, and then, a soft noise from her. “Fast or slow?” she asks.
“Slow. In and out slowly, teasing at first.” I let her moan for a moment before I suddenly say, “Now pull them out.”
“I was just starting to enjoy it.”
“Pull them out.”
I chuckle when I hear her curse under her breath. I can’t help but reach down into my shorts and remove my erection, giving myself a few long strokes. The feeling is incredible, and imagining the way Harlow’s hands on me would feel helps make it that much more powerful. After taking care of myself for a moment, I say, “You can push your fingers back inside. Faster this time, like you’re needy for me to fuck you.”
Silence follows this order, but I know she’s touching herself the same way I am, with neediness and excitement in the pit of my stomach. I can hear her labored breaths, the way the air rasps in her throat as she fingers herself.
On my nightstand sits a bottle of lotion, and I squeeze out a handful, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking with much more speed. “Fuck, I wish this was you touching me,” I grunt, rolling my hips forward into my fist.
“Imagine it is,” she says. “Imagine how tight I am. How the walls of my pussy feel around your cock. Warm. Wet.”
I do as she says, closing my eyes and allowing my imagination to take over. I thrust my hips again, hungrily chasing after this perfect fantasy. “Beg for me,” I growl.
“Please, Liam.” She gasps. “Fuck me. Fuck my pussy, just like that.”
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bsp; Maybe it’s because it’s been a while since I’ve had sex, or perhaps it’s because of Harlow’s hold on me, but something inside of me breaks, and soon I’m groaning as I pump out a load, teeth gritted, and my eyes squeezed tight. As I come down from my orgasm, I hear it in her voice that she’s close.
“Thumb over your clit,” I instruct her. “And work your fingers faster, the way my tongue would move in and out of you.” She says nothing, but the heaviness of her breath increases, and soon I can hear her whimper.
“That’s it,” I grin. “Come for me. Make a mess, Harlow. Let me taste you.”
“Fuck,” she whines, and I know at that moment she’s reached her climax.
