“Yes.”
“Add another.”
“I’ve done it.”
“Touch your clit with your thumb.”
She cried out.
“Don’t come yet. Take your fingers from your pussy and lick them. Tell me how you taste.”
“I taste good.”
“When I get home, I’m going to lick your pussy until I fill you with my cum.”
“I want that. I want you, Noah. So much. Are you touching your cock?”
“Does it feel weird saying cock?”
“Yes.”
“Say it again.”
“Cock.”
“I’m going to shove my cock into your pussy and watch as you come all over it.”
“Yes.”
“Good, you’re going to be begging me to stop because of how good it’s going to feel, and I’m not going to. I know what you want. I know what you need. You’re going to give it to me, aren’t you?”
“Yes!” She screamed the word.
“Now come for me, Skye. Let me hear you.”
She cried out as he groaned. His cum spilled out of the tip of his cock, raining down on his stomach. He didn’t care. He loved hearing Skye as she came, his name on her lips.
Seconds passed, possibly minutes. “That was amazing.”
“That was all you.”
“I miss you, Noah. I wish you were here.”
“I am. I’ll be there tomorrow. Get some sleep.”
He wanted to say something more but instead hung up his cell phone, dropping it beside him on the bed.
Changes needed to be made.
And soon.