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“Are you telling me to slip my fingers down my shorts?”
“Yes.”
She half laughed.
“I want fifteen minutes,” I demanded. “You’ll be surprised how loud I can make you scream over the phone.”
“They’re all yours—the minutes and the screams.”
“I want you to strip off everything you’re wearing and tell me when you’re naked, lying flat on your bed. I know you’re sweaty, I don’t care.”
There was moving in the background, a change of breathing, and then: “I’m here.”
My hand resumed stroking my shaft. “Hold the phone with your shoulder and run both palms around your tits. Just the outer edge of them while occasionally grazing your nipples.”
“I’ve never had phone sex before.”
I slid my thumb across my tip, wiping away the glistening bead there. “When you’re touching your tits, I want you to think that it’s mymouth, sucking your nipples. When you’re rubbing your clit, I want you to think that it’s my fingers, scraping back and forth across it, the way I did when I was inside you. And when you’re fingering yourself, I want you to think it’s my dick, thrusting in and out of your tightness.”
“Oh God. This feels even better now.”
“Can you handle pain?”
“I don’t know. I’m not sure I’ve experienced anything like that either. I mean, aside from how big you are.”
I chuckled as I wet the backs of my fingers and focused on my crown, holding it tightly. “I’m going to change that when we meet again.”
“Should I be scared?”
“Didn’t you tell me you weren’t afraid of anything?”
“You remembered,” she moaned.
Of course I remembered.
I wouldn’t forget a single detail about her.
“When you add in pain, it brings in a whole different dimension,” I said.
“All right, then tell me what to do.”
“Pull your nipples.” I balanced the phone on my shoulder and the pillow, running my hand over my chest and down my abs. “And when you’ve pulled them a few times, I want you to twist them. Not the ends. I want you to hold your whole nipple between your thumb and pointer finger, starting at the base and twisting as you circle out toward the end.”
“Ohhh.”
“You like that?”
“Yes,” she exhaled. “You know what else I’d like? To know you’re touching yourself.”
“I am.”
She released a long breath. “That’s sexy.”
I worked my way up to my tip, circling, squeezing, and dived back down. “I’m going to devour you when I see you. Fuck, I wish you were here right now.” I gripped harder, wanting to punish myself for this trip. “Tell me what you’re doing to yourself.”
“I’m rubbing my breasts, tugging my nipples. Twisting. Just like you told me to do.”
“So obedient ...” My eyes closed and I pictured her incredible body. The bareness of her navel. The contour of her hip. What was in between those gorgeous thighs. I pumped as I said, “Keep one hand on your tit and run the other down the center of your body. Use just the tip of your fingers and slide slowly—so goddamn slowly—to your clit.” My eyes opened. “I can’t see you. I can’t read your face, so I need you to tell me how it feels. How much pressure you’re using. How wet you are when you get there.”
