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“Mm…that’s good then. What are you wearing, Ms. Natasha?” he asked in a low, husky tone. Hell, if he kept going at that rate, I’d snatch all of my clothes off if he wanted me to.
“I’m naked just for you,” I breathed.
“I like the sound of that.”
“I prefer the sound of your cock pounding into my throbbing pussy.” The sound of his low growl sent a shiver down my spine. Stay in character, Ashton.
“I’d prefer that, too. How big are your breasts?”
“A 34C. My nipples are so hard right now…wanting your tongue all over them.”
“I want you to touch yourself,” he murmured. I bit my lip and crossed my legs, refusing to let this stranger unravel me. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought that I called a sex line myself.
“I am,” I lied. He chuckled, sending that same chill down my spine and straight to my clit.
“No you aren’t. I want you to lay back and touch that pretty little cunt of yours,” he whispered. Who in the hell was this guy? There was something about him made that me feel as if I had to comply. Was he watching me? I crept over to the window and peeked out, only to be met with darkness and an empty parking lot. I guess that theory was out. I slowly stretched out across the couch, unbuttoned my jeans and slid my hand inside my panties. This guy already had my panties soaked within the first few minutes of the call. Compared to the other callers I’d spoken with tonight, this was a first.
“Okay,” I managed to say.
“Good girl. How wet are you right now?”
“Very.”
“That’s what I like to hear. And now, the only thing I want to hear from you is that sexy moan of yours. No more talking,” he said.
“Yes, sir,” I murmured.
“I want you to imagine my lips on your nipples, sucking them until they’re both rock hard while my fingers draw slow circles around your clit. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“So right now, I want you to pinch your nipples gently and caress your clit, imagining my tongue and fingers on you,” he commanded, his voice almost as soft as a whisper. I closed my eyes and did as he asked, releasing a sigh of pleasure from the actions. “That’s it, my little vixen. I want you nice and wet for me.”
It was if I were possessed. His voice consumed any rational thoughts I had, releasing my desires, and igniting my urges. It wasn’t until that moment when I realized that I missed having physical contact with a man. Badly. Playing with toys was fine and dandy, but I didn’t realize how much I’d missed having a guy talk dirty to me while they fucked me. His voice snatched me out of my daydreaming. “Your moaning is so fucking sexy, Natasha. I wish I were deep inside of you right now.”
“I wish you were here fucking me hard on my couch. I’m throbbing for you,” I moaned. Satisfaction washed over me at the sound of his low growl.
“I’d fuck you hard until you come multiple times on my dick. Once I’m done, I’d lick every last drop of you.”
I bit my lip. This man was a live wire, sparking all sorts of emotions from me that I’d never felt. In the time I’d been with Steve, I’d never been as turned on as I was in this moment. “Mmm…the sound of that alone makes me want to come.”
“Go ahead, I’m rather thirsty right now,” he teased. I had no idea what this caller was doing to me, but I liked it. His voice caressed and electrified my nerve endings at once, pushing me over the cliff yet catching me before I hit the ground. It stirred my emotions and made me feel alive, almost as if pushing play on a life I’d put on pause when I swore off dating. Scary yet exhilarating, this man gave me something I didn’t even realize I needed.
“I want you to finger yourself now,” he murmured, breaking into my thoughts. “I want you to come for me.”
A moan slipped from my lips as I slowly fingered myself. “Even though this feels nice, it would feel so much better if your cock was deep inside of me instead,” I moaned.
“No talking, vixen. I only want you moaning,” he ordered.
“Yes, sir,” I responded idly. He chuckled, low and deep.
“I’d have to spank you for being disobedient, but I promise you’d like it.”
“I know I would. Just imagining you dominating my body makes me want to come right now.”
“Then come for me. I want you to imagine me filling you completely, pounding that tight little pussy of yours hard, deep, and fast from behind…one hand pulling your hair and the other massaging your sensitive clit…”
“Yes…” Chills traveled throughout my body as I felt myself nearing the edge, teetering on a thin line between reality and fantasy. Staying in character had long been forgotten about. This man made it so easy to become lost in myself that I was able to forget everything and simply enjoy being in this moment. My breathing quickened as a tingling sensation slowly overcame me.
