"Slow. Nice and slow."
His breath stutters, but a moment later, he seems to be back in control."Play with your clit, baby. But don’t you cum yet. Edge yourself."
"Only for you. Nice and slow."
For a moment, we listen to each other breathing. Having him on the line is one of the sexiest things I've done in a long time. We were each other's firsts in school, and he's been my only. It's going on seven years since I had sex, and my mommy toy drawer is full. I pray Graham never finds it.
"You close, baby?" he whispers.
"Very."
"Good, me too. Speed up. I want to hear you cum for me."
It only takes a few strokes before my body tenses, and I cum harder than I can remember.
I muffle my release in the pillow so no one hears, almost forgetting Gavin is on the phone until he grunts his climax in my ear.
"Fuck, that’s the sexiest thing I've done in years," he says as he catches his breath.
"That makes two of us."
We crossed a line tonight, and I know what I have to do without a doubt.