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Well, of course I had. How difficult was he going to make this for me? I put my hand on my chest.
“Not... over the phone like this. Not... front of someone else.”
The edge dropped from his voice. “Then I’ll help you again. Forget about the phone. You’re in your head too much. Listen to the sound of my voice and do exactly what I tell you.”
For the next few minutes, I listened to the hypnotic tones of Dante’s voice as he led me on an erotic journey. I stroked and touched my body in ways I had never dared to when I was completely alone. But I was willing to do it... for him. Because he told me to. The best part was listening to his reaction. I fed off him. His groans fueled my inhibition. When he asked me how I felt, I was honest with him.
“Good, too good,” I moaned as my fingers dipped into my wetness once again.
“You’ll come soon. Just a few more minutes, baby girl. I promise.”
I didn’t think I’d last a few more minutes. I needed a distraction. “What are you doing?”
“Always so many questions. The same thing, baby girl. I’m hard as steel just from listening to the sound of you getting off on my words when I’m not there to touch you.”
“But you could be. You’re just next door,” I groaned breathlessly.
“No. Not tonight. Tonight, you’ll come without me.”
“But... you’ll come, too?”
“No. Tonight’s for you. I want you to think about me. Think about how I can make you come with just my words.” He paused. “And even though this is going to feel good, you’ll get to spend the rest of the night thinking about how much better it will be with my cock inside you. When I’m hard as a rock as I fuck you to an orgasm. When I’m pushing in and out of you, when you're desperate beneath me, wanting me to give you what no one else has before. Your pussy will weep for me, Noemi.”
He groaned again. My fingers sped up, stroking faster as I started to feel my orgasm build.
I leaned back in the chair, hitting just the angle I needed. Dante picked upon the changes in my breathing.
“Are you going to come for me, sweetie?”
“Oh, God, yes. Yes!”
“Fuck, yes,” Dante moaned. “Fucking do it. Come for me, Noemi.”
I shattered at his words, my toes curling, my hips straining upward as pleasure took control of my body. I swear I stopped breathing as the world spun by me.
I lay across the arms of the chair, trying to catch my breath as the aftershocks subsided. Dante had been right. That was the best orgasm I’d ever had. I couldn’t imagine how it would be when we finally made love.
I took him off speaker and picked up the phone. “Dante,” I breathed out.
“I’m here, baby girl. Do you still think I’m mean to you?”
I should have been irritated by the amusement in his voice, but I was too sated to care. “Yes. You’ll have to do more than give me great phone sex to convince me otherwise.”
“No expectations, Noemi. Good night.”
He hung up! Who the hell does that? I received the phone sex version of wham, bam, thank you ma’am. Angrily, I typed out a text.
Me: Did you come?
Dante didn’t make me wait for an answer.
Him: No. I told you. This was for you.
Me: Why did you call me?
Him: Because I wanted to. I’ll see you at six tomorrow. Go to bed.
I started to type a response about bullying, but he texted me again.
Him: Do what I said. Go to bed.
I typed one last word, wondering what his response would be.
Me: Goodnight.
I waited.
Nothing.
His response was nothing.
