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“I do.”
“I’m thinking about you now, Emma, with my hand wrapped around my cock.”
I let out a whimper of arousal.
“Do you like hearing that, Princess?”
“I do.”
“Have you thought about us being intimate?”
Only every night. “Yes.”
“Do something for me.”
“What?”
“Slide your hand into whatever pretty lingerie you have on and touch yourself for me.”
Nerves tickle my belly. Phone sex isn’t something I’m experienced with, but I’m already wet from the thoughts of him stroking himself while thinking of me.
“Now, Princess. I’m gonna make you come while I’m on the phone.”
Reaching down, I touch my clit and move in circles. As the warming sensation floods my body, I moan into the phone.
“That’s it, Emma.” His own breath quickens. “I know you’re so wet for me. Imagine me inside you, moving in and out as you clench around me, soaking me as I fuck that sweet pussy.”
My breathing is in sync with his and my strokes deepen as his words and voice milk my arousal.
“That’s it, Emma, moan for me, remember how good it feels to have me inside you, filling you.”
“Grayson…” his name escapes my parted lips as my orgasm takes control and owns me.
The slick sound of him fisting his cock slows. His moan fills my ear. I know he’s come right along with me and it’s got me all kinds of turned on.
“I love the way you sound when you come for me.” His voice is sleepy, content.
My head is tilted back and my eyes are still closed as I come down from my high. “Grayson, you’re hot as fuck.”
He laughs into the phone. “I’ll be home soon. You know what I want when I see you on Friday?”
I smile. “No panties?”
“That’s right. I want full access to that pretty pussy of yours.”
Chapter Fifteen
Grayson
It’s Friday morning and I’m relieved this week is over. As soon as my luggage is zipped, I sit on the hotel bed with my elbows on my knees and my thumbs cupped under my chin. As much as I don’t want to admit it, not seeing Emma this week has been rough. I’ve been irritable and thought about her far too often. Even now, as I’m minutes away from taking a cab to the airport, my thoughts are of her and how I’ll be arriving home earlier than expected, which gives me the opportunity to surprise her at work.
The hotel room phone rings. It’s the front desk letting me know my cab has arrived.
A forty-five minute drive gets me to the airport. My first flight goes quickly, but the second is delayed. Taking a seat in the busy waiting area, I pull out my phone.
How’s your day going?
Not fast enough. I’m anxious to see you.
