“Yep.”
He groaned.
“Are you touching yourself?” she asked.
“Skye, are you alone?”
“Of course.”
“Then why are you whispering?”
She chuckled. “I don’t know. This feels naughty.”
He smiled. “It is. Take off my shirt.”
“I’m going to take this into the bedroom. I’m just closing everything first.” He heard her padding around their apartment, turning the lights out before she made it to their bedroom. “There, I’m in your room. Two seconds.”
He waited.
“And now I have no shirt on.”
“Now take your bra off.”
“Done,” she said.
“Touch your tits. Slide your fingers over your nipples, touch them.”
“I’m leaning back.” She gasped. “They’re so sensitive, Noah.”
“Do you want my lips on them?” he asked.
“Yes. It would feel so good if you licked them, touched them.”
“I can’t lick them, but I will. I’m going to spend a lot of time worshipping your tits.”
She moaned.
“Take off your sweatpants.” Pre-cum already leaked out of the tip of his cock, and he rubbed it into his length, needing the extra lubricant.
“Done and my panties are gone, too.”
“I didn’t tell you to remove your panties, naughty girl.”
“You’re going to have to punish me when you get home. I’ve been a very bad girl, Noah. I’ve done something without your permission.”
“And I will punish you.”
“What will you do?” she asked.
“You’ll know when I do it.” He worked his cock up and down, closing his eyes, imagining her on the bed, legs spread. “Open your thighs.”
“They already are.”
“Touch yourself.”
She did so. “I’m so wet, Noah. I want you.”
“Slide a finger inside your pussy. Are you tight?”