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They feel so good. Your nipples are hard

for me. Do they want a kiss too?

God yes. Yes, please

Lyra took a breast in her own well-practiced hand, moving over her nipple in the ways she liked best. It wasn’t the same, but it felt good, and imagining Zach’s smooth baritone rumbling softly at her ear, whispering all the sexy words he’d sent her, she could almost conjure what it would be to feel his mouth on her.

Are you touching yourself?

Yes

Me too. Fuck, I wish I was with you right now.

I’d flick my tongue back and forth over your nipple

until you moaned, and your fingernails dug into my back.

Then I’d suck you into my mouth so hard

Are you wet, baby?

She knew how wet she was, but she wanted to feel. Leaving her breast, Lyra smoothed her hand over her belly and down, between her legs. Her fingers slicked through her juices, and she moaned as they slipped over her clit.

Brutus’s tags jingled as he looked up again, but she ignored the stupid dog.

So fucking wet. I’m touching myself and

imagining your fingers on me, but I want your cock.

I want to feel it pushing into me. Filling me up

The more turned on she got, the easier this sexting thing was. Now she was so wrapped up in the feeling, the fantasy, she’d left shame and awkwardness behind.

Jesus

I need to see you

When Lyra saw that text, she went still. Was he still in the fantasy, or did he mean he wanted to add video to this scenario? And if so, how did she feel about that? Getting naked with him for the first time on FaceTime?

His next text answered the first question. Only she could answer the second.

I want to FT you rn

Please

What if he screencapped her naked body? What if he just recorded the call? It seemed like a lot of trust to offer a guy she’d spent a few hours of one evening with.

But to say they’d spent only a few hours together dismissed all the hours—a lot of hours—they’d spent since then, texting, FaceTiming, interacting on social media. It dismissed what they were doing right now. She knew him better than those few hours on that one evening.

She knew him well enough to fall for him. And she did trust him.

Still, though, it felt weirdly disconnected to be naked together for the first time like this. So far apart.

Lyra?

Sorry

Did I ruin it?


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