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“Probably because I don’t consider everything you just did nothing. You licked into my fucking mouth, love. All hot and quick and greedy, too, just like I like it. And then you rubbed your body up against mine, and got hold of my jacket, and made hot little noises like you were fucking loving it. You werelovingme doing it hot and hard back at you, as if nothing else in the fucking world mattered.”
“It doesn’t when things feel that good,” she said.
But she didn’t realize how true that was, until he replied.
“So I should probably go on, then,” he said.
And all she could think was:Yes.
Yes, make me feel more of whatever this is.
Make that lightning happen along the length of my spine.
Make me squirm and sigh and press my thighs against this ache.
Though the actual words came out a little more ungainly than that.
“Uh-huh. Go on. Go on. Say more,” she gasped. And he did. Hedid.
“All right. I’ll tell you what else got me this fucked up.”
“Please do. In as much great and vivid detail as you like.”
“It was how you looked when we got in the car. Like a horny little slut, desperate to come. Flushed, ripe, those tight nipples pushing against the material of that maddeningly flimsy dress. Lips all slick and flushed and wet, like you were just waiting for something to ease between them. A finger maybe, when someone wants you to get it all nice and slippery before they slide it into your cunt. Or maybe more than that, maybe you want more, do you want more, love?” he asked.
Like it was just that easy to talk dirty to someone.
And to make you want to talk dirty back at them.
Because somehow, she didn’t even hesitate.
“Yes. Yes, if you mean a cock, yes.”
“I do,” he said. “Now, do you want to hear the rest?”
“Honestly, I want to hear whatever you would like to say.”
“Then I’ll tell you I’d go slow, so slow and easy until you’re eager for it, until you’re begging for it, until you want me in your mouth so much you’ll just take all of it, without even thinking twice,” he murmured, and all she could think about when he did was what he’d said in the hall about what he had in his trousers. And what she’d felt on that couch. Then imagine the long, slow slide of it, past her lips.
“Ohhh fucking hell, Alfie.”
“Too much?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know.”
“Gonna need a definitive answer before I continue.”
“So then you’d just stop right now if I said. Even though it feels like this.”
Like everything is just one long, sweet ache, she thought.Like all that exists is the thrum of your pulse between your legs, and the greed for whatever comes next, and his low voice coming out of the darkness at you, telling you all the things you never knew could make you feel this way.
And yet they do, all the same.
“It could feel like I was about to come in your cunt and I would,” he said.
And somehow it was this that made her break. Just that idea of him being so willing to never go beyond what she wanted, and with words that made her want to go further than she ever thought she could. Because she couldn’t stop herself now. She had to put a hand between her legs, she had to.
Even if he knew exactly what she was doing, the moment she did.
