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“And no one is around you? You’re alone?”
I pause. She can’t be going where I think she’s going. Right? She’s not going to suggest-
“I’m alone,” I’m quick to say. “So fucking alone.”
She tsks and I hear her shift on her bed, can imagine her settling against her pillows getting comfortable. “Well, I don’t want you to think I’m a tease, Ez, so maybe we should do something about that.”
“Ro,” I growl out. “Are you suggesting I jerk off with you on the phone?”
The whimper that comes down the line has my cock weeping pre-cum. “Yes,” she whispers in my ear. “Yes, and I’ll touch myself and we can come together.”
I’ve never moved so fast in my life, swinging my legs up onto her bed, resting against the pillow with one hand still pressing the phone to my ear and the other undoing my jeans to let my cock spring free. I run my thumb over the tip, spreading my pre-cum and using it as lube on my first jerk.
Rosalind’s breath gusts down the line, faster. “I like the idea of you there, in the bed I’m going to sleep in, fucking your hand.”
Oh, christ. This girl is going to kill me. I had no idea she liked this kind of thing, no idea she’d want dirty talk. But if that’s what she wants,hell yeah, I’ll give it to her. I’ll give her anything she needs.
“Are you touching yourself?” I ask, needing to know more than anything. “Tell me how you’re doing it.”
A gasp sounds over the phone before she answers. “My clit, I’m touching my clit in slow circles. I don’t want to go too fast ‘cause I want this to last.”
I groan and slow the movement of my hand. If she wants it to last, I can’t beat off in hard, fast strokes. I have to hold off so I can come with her. “Good girl,” I say, closing my eyes and letting her small sounds of pleasure wash over me. “Are you wet, Ro?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “So wet for you, Ezra.”
Fuck.So wet for you, Ezra.I’m going to be playing that sentence in my head for the rest of my fucking days. Every time I jerk off, it’s going to be with those words in my mind.
“That’s good. So good, baby,” I say, thickly, hips bucking off the mattress. “I’m stroking my cock nice and slow, just like I want to do to you. Get so deep in your pussy and feel you clench around me.”
“Ezra,” she moans breathily and my balls draw up, eager to reach that release to her saying my name like that.
I force that need away and focus on her. “I want you to put two fingers in your pussy, baby. Can you do that for me? Pretend like it’s my cock fucking you.”
I know the moment she does as I say because she moans out my name again accompanied by a fewyeses. A vision of her on her bed, knees bent with her feet planted on her mattress, her hand between her creamy thighs with her fingers thrusting in and out of her paints itself against my eyelids and its so fucking real, its hard to come to grips with it being just my imagination.
Fuck, I can practically smell her, that sweet orange blossom scent that always clings to her skin. In my ear, Ro is panting, straining to her release, and in my mind’s eye her hips are rocking against her hand, her head thrown back, shiny light brown hair spread around her.
“Fuck, Ezra, more, I need more.” I swallow again, fight against the need to blow my load and try to give her what she needs first.
“You got any toys, Ro?”
“Toys?’ She sounds confused and embarrassed all at the same time, so I know she has something.
A low chuckle rips out of me, even as my hand keeps stroking. “Grab your favorite toy, baby, and describe it to me. I want to imagine you using it.”
There’s a rustling on her end of the phone while she explains. “It’s a vibrator. Teal and slightly curved. There’s a bump at the base that presses into my clit while I fuck myself with it.”
I let out a breath and grit my teeth. “Thank you, baby. That was a good description.” Too good, because now I can see her holding that vibrating dildo in her hand. “Tell me how you like to use it.”
She whimpers as a low buzzing comes through the phone. “I like to use the tip on my clit,” she moans, and the image in my head shows me that. “It feels so damn good. Makes my pussy gush and that lets it slide in so much easier.”
Rosalind in my mind does that now, slipping the teal toy inside her, her head dropping back farther. My hand strokes faster, hard. I’m so ready. My balls are aching from holding off.
“That’s my cock,” I tell her. “My cock so deep inside you, making you feel so fucking good.” I swallow a groan. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”
Ro’s cries are coming faster now, a near constant stream of moans and gasps and ‘oh fuck’ and ‘yeses.’
I keep muttering filthy things to her, telling her how good she feels, how hot and wet and tight, how I can’t wait to feel her for real, how much I need to be inside her.
