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“Yes, Dr. Lawson. Oh,” I moan, sinking into the tub. “That feels so good.”
“You’re a fucking tease.”
I lift my phone and point it at my naked body visible beneath the water since I didn’t add bubbles. “I might be. But I don’t care. Tell me what you would do if you were here.”
“What?” He licks his lips, taking in the view I’m giving him since the tops of my breasts are very visible to him.
I cup my wet breast, pinching and rolling my nipple. “What would your hand be doing right now? Tell me and I’ll do it. Fuck me with your mouth, and I’ll do it with my fingers.”
“Christ. You’re making me sweat. Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”
Water sloshes as I spread my legs, and the angle of the camera gives him the most sinful view of me. It’s making me so freaking wet and excited. Being this naked—this exposed to him—should terrify me, but for reasons I can’t explain, it doesn’t. What we’re doing has me more turned on than I think I’ve ever been.
“Now what?”
He shifts around in the car, the phone down on the center console as he drives, but I can see his profile glowing against the interior lights of his car.
“Now I want you to prop your phone up in a place where I can see you and use two fingers on your right hand to start rubbing your clit and use your left hand to squeeze and play with your tits. You can’t be quiet, either. I want to hear you.” He makes a noise of his own. “Why don’t you have a vibrator?”
I laugh at his pained expression. “I do. I just hadn’t planned on the dirty FaceTime. Would you like me to go and get it?”
“What does it look like?”
“I have a few of them. One is long and thin but angled for my G-spot. One is thick and plays with my clit too. The third is a bullet and is all about my clit.”
“Fuck. Christ, I’m so fucking hard for you. Go get one of them. Your choice. I’ll be home in three minutes to use it on you.”
“Use it on me?”
He gives me a stern look. “Is that not what I said? Go now, and you’ll be lucky if I don’t spank your ass red for making me wait.”
I shiver and inhale my moan because, fuck, he’s talked about being dirty and rough, and he has been to some extent, but I think he’s been afraid to fully unleash himself on me, so he hasn’t pushed it too far yet. And I haven’t pushed it either because the sex with him is already so good that if he gives me something extra like that, it’ll only make me crave him more. His hand around my neck in the locker room made me come so hard I was seeing stars, and he barely squeezed. I want a bit of a strong hand. Someone to force and push me places I might not otherwise go.
But after the day I had and knowing he’s coming home just for me… I want this too much not to play. Hell, I think I need it.
I wink at him. “Sit tight.”
Quickly wrapping a towel around myself, I scoot out of the tub and bathroom and scurry down the hall to my room, trying not to slip on the hardwood floors with my wet feet. In my nightstand drawer is my small but mighty arsenal of toys. I close my eyes and grasp the first one my hand hits—my long, thin, angled guy I’ve named Chris after, well, all of the Marvel Chrises—then shut the drawer and quickly pad back down the hall and into the bathroom.
“I brought a friend,” I announce, climbing back into the tub.
“Show it to me.”
I wave the wand back and forth, turning it on so he can hear the vibration. “Now what, Doctor? Tell me what you want me to do next.”
“Now lie back and run that over your clit to get yourself nice and wet. I’m pulling in the driveway now.”
I’m already there. I don’t need the vibrator to make me wet, but I do as I’m told anyway. Hell, right now with the way he’s commanding me, I’d do anything he asked. I’ve never done anything like this before. I’ve never had phone sex, let alone video sex, and I’ve never masturbated in front of anyone and certainly not while using one of my vibrators to do it.
The vibrator pulses in the water, adding an extra layer of friction that immediately has my eyes rolling back in my head. “Fuck,” I hiss.
“Tell me.”
“It’s a lot.”
It’s fucking intense is what it is, and I can’t help the flush that rolls up my cheeks as I start to play with myself for his voyeuristic enjoyment. He has the phone in his hand, his eyes on the screen, and I hear the back door open downstairs and then shut. A few seconds later, the bathroom door opens, the hazy air momentarily fleeing until he shuts it behind him.
He crouches beside the tub, his eyes in the water before they dash up to my face.
