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Her breath hitched. “Oh.”
I smiled. “So, is the door closed?”
That wasn’t what I was asking. Not at all. And she knew it.
“It’s still light out,” she whispered loudly into the phone.
I laughed heartily.
“Is it closed or not?” I asked again through my laughter.
“It’s closed,” she said in a husky voice, and then I heard her moving around.
I held the phone to my ear with my shoulder and reached down with both of my hands and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, pushing them and my underwear down my hips far enough I could easily access my straining cock.
“Are you going to touch yourself for me, Slugger?” I asked, my voice low and gravelly. Fuck. It had been too long since I’d had her. It pissed me off that I was here stroking my dick when I could have been buried deep inside of her the last few days.
I was my own worst enemy sometimes.
“Where?” she asked coyly and I thought maybe she was good at this game we were playing.
I gave my cock a long stroke. “Why don’t you start with your pretty pink nipples? Ease your hand under your bra and rub them softly with your fingers.”
I could hear her moving around and all I could picture was her lying on top of the covers in her bedroom, which I had yet to see, sprawled out on some girly bedspread, touching herself under her clothes. For me.
A little wetness dribbled from the tip of my dick and I used my thumb, rubbing it around. It felt good but not near as good as her.
I heard her breath hitch.
“How does it feel? Are those pink tips nice and hard for me?” I asked, picturing them so clearly in my mind’s eye.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice breathy.
“Give them a pinch for me. A hard one. I want to hear you,” I ordered.
She mewled into the phone while I stroked my cock slowly, giving the head a hard squeeze every now and then.
“Are you wet for me, Slugger?” I asked.
“Yes,” she murmured.
“Good. Now I want you to slide your hands into your panties and touch yourself.”
She grew quiet for a moment before saying, “I’m nervous. I’ve never done this.” She said it so softly I thought I’d imagined it for a minute.
“It’s just me, Emily. Just me and you. And if there is anything me and you are good at, it’s this, baby.”
“Oh, God,” she murmured softly and I knew what she was doing. I knew her hand was between her legs, and I knew how soft and wet and tight she’d be, and it made me all the harder for her.
“Tell me. Tell me how it feels,” I said, my own voice low and stuttered.
“So wet,” she groaned.
I stroked my cock, my breath coming quick. “All of that juice just for me. Isn’t it?” I asked, squeezing myself at the base. Fuck, I was going to come in no time.
“Yes,” she hissed, her breathing coming faster and faster over the phone, and I knew she was close.
“Slip a finger inside, baby. Fuck that cunt with it. Can you do that for me?” I asked on a groan.
