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Do I want to fuck the shit out of her? Absolutely.
But there’s something else I want from Lucy Christianson. I don’t know what it is, or how I’m going to get it without burning us both alive, but I’ll figure it out.
“Why me?” she asks.
“Because I can’t get you out of my fucking head. And my head is a fucked-up place to be, somewhere you should never venture.”
“It doesn’t seem that bad,” she says.
“Oh, Little Bee, you have no fucking idea,” I tell her. “Undo that button on your shorts.”
“I-I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“But you will, so let’s not waste any more time. I’ve been dying to hear you come for me again. Undo that button and put those little fucking fingers in your dripping pussy.”
“What makes you think I’m wet?”
“Are you wet for me, Little Bee?”
“Maybe you should just come here and find out for yourself.”
“That would be playing with fire, Lucy, and you don’t want that. Put your fingers in your cunt and tell me that you’re soaked for me.” My own hand dives under my shorts, my fist wrapping around my cock. This girl has me rock-fucking-hard and she’s not anywhere near me. I listen as her breath hitches, while I’m watching her actions on the live feed. “Good girl,” I praise her. “How wet are you, Lucy?”
“Very,” she mumbles.
“Good. I want you to close your eyes. Imagine that I’m there with you. On top of you. Those are my fingers fucking your tight little cunt right now.”
“How can I imagine that if I don’t know who you are? And I don’t know what you look like?”
“Close your eyes. You don’t need a face. Just listen,” I instruct her. I wait until I see her lean her head back against the pillow and do as she’s told. “Good girl, I’m going to destroy that pretty pussy of yours. My fingers are fucking you right now, stretching you out for when I finally bury my cock inside you.” I groan at the thought. “When I finally fuck you, it’s going to destroy us both, but what better way to go out… I can feel your cunt strangling my fingers, Little Bee. Can you feel that?” I ask her.
My fist pumps up and down my cock with hard, fast strokes. My thumb brushes over the tip, collecting the precum that’s leaking like a damn tap.
“Oh god!”
I can hear her fingers moving in and out of her faster.
“Rub your thumb around your clit,” I tell her.
“It’s too much,” she huffs out.
“It’s not nearly enough. I want you to come for me, Lucy. I want to hear your screams.”
She doesn’t disappoint. She screams out a string of expletives as I watch her legs squeeze together. Her whole body shakes as the orgasm blasts through her.
“Fuck!” I growl as my own body explodes to the sound of her pleasure.
“Shit. I wasn’t meant to do this again,” she whispers.
My chest heaves up and down. I’m doing everything I can to relax my breathing, to stop myself from driving to her apartment and collecting her. “If I could lock you in a glass jar and watch you come over and over again, I would.”
“You’re right, you know,” she says.
“About what?”
“Your brain is a fucked-up place to be.”
“You have no idea. Wear the dress, Lucy,” I tell her before hanging up the phone and tossing it across the room.
