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I closed my eyes as I continued to touch myself, feeling phantom tingles of Malcolm’s beard tickling over me. My mouth opened slightly as I remembered the way he feathered kisses everywhere. I swallowed hard, hearing him groan again.

“It’s hard. They both are. Begging to be sucked.”

“Fuck, baby. Yes, I’ll happily give them the attention they need.”

I pinched my nipple, moaning at the sensation.

“That sound. So fucking sexy.”

I did it again. My own breathing increasing. I licked my lips. “I’m sliding my hands into my panties. I’m wet for you already.”

I stroked myself slowly. My arousal increasing. I moaned again. “Touching my clit and thinking about your skillful fingers. Making

the circles…it feels so good. Mmm, baby…your mouth…I wish your mouth was on me right now.”

He didn’t say anything. The sound of his ragged breathing let me know he was still there and waiting for more. My hand ventured lower, remembering the look in his eyes when he’d made love to me last night. Slow and unrushed. Loving every inch of me. Cherishing every inch of me.

I arched my back and let out a sound—half moan, half gasp—when I slipped two fingers inside. I rocked my hips in rhythm with my fingers, keeping pressure on my clit with my thumb.

“Mal…” My breathing rapid. “I...I’m fingering myself, wishing...wishing it was you instead. Ah!”

I heard him grunt. I knew he was close. I couldn’t talk any more. Our moans of pleasure intermingled in the air. I grabbed at my covers, lifted my hips, needing more contact, deeper contact with my hand. My fingers were slick, moving faster in and out of my body. I slipped a third in, my thumb kept working the stiff nub. The pressure mounted.

“Yes. Oh...yes,” I let out in a breathy moan.

Another groan and a loud “fuck” coming over the speaker sent me over the edge. The orgasm rocketed shock waves of pleasure through my body. I laid in the dark, enjoying the aftershocks and trying to catch my breath.

“Damn, baby, that was good.”

The biggest smile spread across my face. “Yeah. I kinda enjoyed that myself.”

I covered my mouth with my hand to stifle my laughter. I’d just had phone sex. I couldn’t believe I’d done that. I’d had phone sex and managed to get him off by talking. Well, talking and moaning. But still, I did that.

The memory of the first and only other time I’d masturbated came barreling out of nowhere. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a soft whimper. When would this stop?

“You starting up for round two already?”

“No. Can you talk to me for a little while?”

I shook my head, trying to clear the thought away. It wasn’t a bad memory. I just didn’t want to have it. I didn’t want to remember Seth. I wanted to enjoy this moment without my thoughts ruining things.

“Yeah, baby, anything you want. We can discuss all the things on your kinky to-do list.”

Malcolm’s laughter was exactly what I needed to hear. Having his voice be the last thing I heard before going to sleep would keep the bad away.

Chapter 48

Calida

“What are we shopping for?” Macy asked as she climbed into my SUV.

I’d called her up yesterday, asking if she felt up to a mall outing. Once she got over the shock of me willingly wanting to go to the mall, she agreed.

“Nothing in particular. I just thought you’d like to get out.”

I kept my eyes on the road, but I could feel her staring at me.

“Uh-huh, right. This is about me? Man, you’re a terrible liar.”

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