Page 16 of Sweet Jane


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“And phone sex isn’t a compromise?”

“Not a compromise. I’m 99.9 percent sure you’re not married. More like bending the rules but not quite breaking anything.”

“Shep, I cannot wait for you to bend me and break me.” I can barely believe the words coming out of my mouth.

The noise he makes in response, a cross between a growl and a grunt, penetrates my ear and makes my entire body shiver. My nipples are tight at the sound of his breathing through the phone.

“Jane, close your eyes.”

How can I not, when this man requests it?

“Closed.”

“Good girl. Now tell me what you’re wearing.”

“I just had a shower and I put your hoodie back on, because I wanted your smell on me.”

“Damn right you did. Put your hand under it and touch your breast.”

I do as he asks. “I’m doing it.”

“What do your nipples feel like?”

“Tight. Sore. They want you.”

“Give them a squeeze for me,” he growls.

I do, and it makes me so much more worked up that my breath catches in my throat.

“Now switch,” he says.

I obey and it makes me moan into the receiver.

“Say my name when you’re squeezing those tight little nipples for me.”

“Shep,” I moan.

And then, I ask him if he’s touching himself.

“If by touching myself you mean am I gripping my cock like a soldier on the front lines, staring at a picture of his girl he hasn’t fucked in six months? Then yeah. I am.”

I gasp, and he catches it. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I felt myself getting wet while you were talking. Your voice drives me insane.”

“How wet are you, exactly?”

“I’m soaking your shorts.”

“Fuck. You didn’t mention you had put my shorts back on,” he says.

“I did. And now you’ve got my scent all over them.”

“Fuuuck.”

“Are you OK, Shep?”

“No, in fact, I’m not OK. I’m ready to jizz all over my old high school comforter.”

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