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“I don’t want to talk to you. And I don’t want you to come over.”
“Then why the hell did you call me?”
“Because I wanted to tell you to go fuck yourself.”
“Yeah, I got that message pretty loud and clear in the text. Why the hell are you breathing so hard?”
“There was a second part to the message.”
“There was?”
“Go fuck yourself, Jameson. Because that’s what I’m doing…”
“What the hell, Lemon?”
“I wanted you to hear this.”
“Hear what?” He’s breathing hard now, too.
Turning Jameson onto speaker phone, I move my phone down right between my thighs. There’s no way he can miss the deep buzzing sound.
“What the hell is that?”
“Show and tell.”
I push the vibrator into me a little more, pressing down so we can both hear the little motor work as it sucks at my flesh. Then I pull it back out, wanting both of us to hear the wet sucking noises it makes as it loses its connection with my skin and grapples to get it back.
“What the hell, Lemon? I’m coming over there.”
“The door’s locked.”
“At least FaceTime me, so I can watch. You’re killing me here.”
“No. You have two options. Hang up on me or sit there and listen while I fuck myself with the best vibrator money can buy.”
I honestly don’t care which option he picks. Because I’m getting off either way. Pressing the vibrator slowly into me, so its internal g-spot stimulator and clit sucker are right where I need them to be. I rock my hips against it. This little toy is heaven in silicone skin.
I don’t try to hold back my moans as I roll my hips against the vibrator’s sweet, sweet suction. I keep pulling it off of me right before I’m about to come, because I’m not ready for this to end. And because I want both of us to hear the wet sucking noises.
But as much as I try to edge myself, it doesn’t take long for my favorite vibrator in the entire world to do its job. Then I’m coming apart in pieces, jerking and crying out. I don’t try to be quiet or still. The bed creaks from how hard my body is spasming.
When the sensation on my sensitive clit gets to be too much, I turn the motor off.
“You’re killing me, do you know that?”
My breaths are ragged, desperate. “Good. Ready for round two?”
“What in the actual fuck, Lemon?”
Turning the motor back on, I set it on the rhythm pattern that I can rely on to give me an epic orgasm. A slow pace that just keeps building the tension up inside of me until I burst. And I let it fuck me while Jameson’s heavy breathing fills the room.
“Are you jerking off?” I whisper.
“Fuck yeah, I’m jerking off. My Lemon tells me to go fuck myself, and I do it. I’m so fucking hard for you, babe. You want this hard cock inside you, fucking you so deep, don’t you?”
“No. This isn’t phone sex. This is me getting fucked, and you listening to it, got it? You keep talking, and I’m hanging up.”
“Fine. I’ve got it, babe.”
