“Talking, on the phone. People do it all the time.”
“People don’t usually ask me what I’m wearing when I talk on the phone.”
“You’re not talking to the right people then.”
I sighed.
“Brooke, we’re having fun. That’s all, no strings attached.”
For some reason, I was okay with that. I could have fun. Be fun. I could have a good time and let him go. Maybe I was supposed to be another notch on his bedpost. And maybe that was all either of us needed this to be.
For now.
“Ask me again.”
“What?”
“Ask me what I’m wearing.”
“What are you wearing, Brooke?”
“Nothing,” I whispered back. “My eyes are closed. I’m completely naked and under the covers.”
“If I were there with you, I would turn that back on and run it over your nipples, teasing them.”
“Mmmhmm,” I moaned.
My fingers moved between my legs as if they had minds of their own.
“Go on.”
“You have a toy there, don’t you? I’m running it lower, across your stomach. It’s still buzzing and vibrating so fast and furious.”
“Uh-huh.”
I rubbed faster, already so wet.
“When I run it across your pussy, I look up at your face.”
“Kiss me,” I hissed.
“I’m kissing you now and rubbing you with my fingers. You’re so wet. I slip my middle finger in your tight, wet pussy.”
“Yes, Austin…”
The sound of his name on my lips as I heard his sexy voice in my ear made me rub harder.
“I wouldn’t be able to stand-by and watch for long.”
“What would you do to me?”
“I’d crawl between your legs and look into your beautiful green eyes…”
“They’re hazel,” I interrupted, breathing heavily. “But go on.”
He chuckled then continued.
“I’d put my big dick inside you. Each time I thrust, it hits your g-spot perfectly.”