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I prop the phone on a cushion close to my ear so I can leave both hands free, then start doing as he told me.
“Tell me what you’re doing,” he says.
“I’m holding it in my right hand and moving it across my left.”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s nice. It makes me tingle.”
“They say a quarter of your total body surface can be involved in sexual pleasure. I think it’s more than that. Stroke it across the pads of your fingers, your palm, and then your inner wrist.”
“Mmm.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Mmm, yeah.”
“Now carry on down your inner arm. As you move down, lift your arm above your head so you can stroke the bullet all the way down underneath your arm.”
I do as he says, stretching out on the sofa. The overhang ensures I’m in the shade, but the dappled sunlight coming through the nearby tree falls across the deck, moving as the leaves rustle in the light breeze, and it’s lovely and warm. I feel relaxed and almost sleepy, but the buzz of the bullet across my skin ensures my pulse is continuing to pick up the pace.
“Now move it around your neck,” he instructs. “Lightly, where it touches bone. Up your throat, around your jaw, over your ears. Don’t forget your hair and scalp, and the nape of your neck.”
I follow his instructions, sucking my bottom lip as I brush it beneath my hair, over my neck.
“What feels the nicest?” he asks.
“Mmm… my ears… and the nape of my neck… ooh, and my hair… I didn’t expect that.”
“The scalp is full of nerve endings. It’s why hair pulling is a thing. Gentle tugging can be sexy.”
I don’t answer, conscious of my face warming at his sexy directions.
“Now, I want you to slip it inside your bra,” he says.
“I’m not wearing one. PJs, remember?”
“Jesus.” He mutters something. “All right. Move it over your upper body, over your top,” he instructs.
I draw it down over my collarbone and then across my breasts.
“How does that feel?” he asks.
“Good…”
“Tell me what you’re doing.”
“Um… moving it over my breasts.”
“Close your eyes.”
I do, and it makes me focus on the movement of the bullet, and the sensations that are spiraling through me.
“Circle the tip around your nipple,” he says.
I do as he says, biting my lip as my muscles clench deep inside. “Mmm.”
“That feel good?”
