AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Fuck, it hurts...” I groaned. “It feels so dirty.”
“You’ll know pain, Lucy, when a roomful of dick splits you open. Give me your fucking address.”
Knuckle deep in my own wet pussy, flicking myself off to some stranger on the phone and loving him for it... this was crazy fucking shit.
“I want to be there now... now, Lucy... I’ll come right over, find your cunt nice and ready for me...”
I was tempted... so fucking tempted...
“Now...?”
“Right now...”
“I’m south east of the city... it’s a long trek from Surrey...” Jesus this was mad. Fucking mad.
“I can be there in forty minutes, Lucy. Forty minutes and I could be fucking your brains out all night long. Let me come fuck you, dirty girl…”
I pictured a stranger at my door, about to find me with my fist wedged inside my pussy and my chubby arse bared wide for him. “Oh, God, Jason. I want you to fuck me, all night long…”
I was lucky I hadn’t muted the laptop, lucky enough to hear the ping of messenger. Fuck. I scrabbled across the floor to get a better look.
RS337 Sheena: You there, Gemma? System pinged me, said we have an unscheduled log in - I thought you were out tonight?
“…Lucy? Tell me how to find you.”
RS443 Gemma: Sorry, must have got my wires crossed. I’ll log off now.
“Are you typing, dirty girl?”
“Shit, Jason, I’m not even supposed to be on here. They’ll check on my line any minute, please hang up.”
“Hang up?” he laughed. “You fucking serious?”
“Please, Jason... Quick!”
“Just tell me, Lucy, tell me how to find you.”
RS337 Sheena: Is that caller pestering you? Boot and blacklist him.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“It’s a ruling we have here... part of the telecoms services legislation. Regulation six five three. Understand? Six five three.”
I held my breath, until I heard the dead tone.
I hoped he did understand.
***
Chapter Seven
Jason
So infuriatingly close, but it was real.Shewas real. Two numbers left.
Trevor Loveridge watched me with eagle-eyes through training, keeping a lookout for any signs of temper or lag, no doubt. But today was different. I had a spring in my step, a flush of excitement I hadn’t felt in years.
Lucy was real, and she was fucking hot. A soft peach, swollen ripe to be eaten. Yeah, I was excited all right.
