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“Sky, you sound weird. What time is it?”
“Omg, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize it was so late. We went to Rebel’s for dinner, and Crew is sleeping over there, and then Patty and I went for drinks,” I mumble. I finally rip my jeans off my ankles. “Damn, that feels good.”
“You’re drunk,” Liam says with laughter in his tone.
“Maybe a little. Patty convinced me to do shots, and well, I don’t have much of a tolerance,” I explain as I take off my bra.
“What are you wearing?” Liam asks.
“Panties,” I say.
“What are you wearing?” I try to make my voice sound seductive, but the laughter in my tone is anything but.
“Boxers,” he says, his voice husky. “How about you slide two fingers into your panties and rub that sweet nub of yours.”
“Are we having phone sex?” I ask awkwardly, and I start laughing.
“We’re trying to,” he answers.
“Lol, okay.” I slide my fingers in my panties. “Don’t you need to fist your cock or something?”
“Tell me what to do,” he says.
“Fist your cock and begin to pump it. Imagine it’s my hand around your cock getting you off,” I instruct.
“Damn, Sky, that’s hot. Are you wet for me?”
“So wet,” I moan, rolling my fingers over my clit. “Hmm.” I drop the phone on speaker on the bed beside me.
“You’re making me so hard,” Liam says. “Pinch your nipple.”
I do as he says, and red-hot heat shoots to my core.
“Now rub your nipple with one hand and slide a finger inside your slit,” he urges.
I follow his instruction.
“When you pump your cock, squeeze your shaft,” I respond as my fingers begin to work faster.
I moan louder. “I’m going to come, Liam, fuck.”
“Rub harder, baby. Come for me. Imagine it’s me pumping into you over and over,” he says, and I fall over the edge.
“Yes, yes,” I scream out as my orgasm wracks through my body.
I hear Liam groan. “Fuck yes, I’m coming,” he says, and I can just picture him jerking himself off with his hand, as semen squirts all over his abdomen.
I lie breathless on my bed.
“Sky?”
“I’m here.”
“Just checking.” He laughs. “I needed that. I need you.”
His words do something to my insides.
“I need you too,” I reply, knowing the alcohol makes my feelings easier to express.
