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“Did that feel good?” she finally whispered.

“Yes.”

It did. The peak of that orgasm was soul-splitting. But the high faded fast. It was weirdly anticlimactic, not being able to see her, touch her, taste her. I wanted more of her.

I wantedher.

“Are you touching yourself?” I asked her, picking up the phone and bringing it to my ear.

“Yes.”

“Baby,” I said, softly, because suddenly she felt ridiculously precious to me. I wanted to hold her right now, which was bizarre. I felt drunk on the need to touch her. “Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“I’m so turned on,” she gushed.

“Tell me what you’re doing. I want to hear you.”

“I got this big dildo,” she said, all trace of shyness gone, replaced by a desperate desire. “It has soft horns for the clit. It looks demonic.”

I swallowed. “Is it inside you?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re fucking yourself right now?”

“Yes.”

Holy Christ.Don’t fuck this up.“Good, baby,” I said gently. “Keep going. Make yourself feel good.”

“I don’t know how this feels,” she practically sobbed, her voice smeared with lust. “I don’t know how it feels to trust you.”

“It’s okay. You’re safe, Angeline.” I closed my eyes and pictured her face. I tried to picture her in ecstasy. Unfortunately, I’d never seen her like that before. “You’re so pretty. I just want to kiss you.”

“Johnny,” she sobbed.

“Yeah. Say my name while you fuck yourself, Angel.”

“Johnny. Johnny…”

My body flushed with heat as she said my name.

“I want to kiss you while you come. I want to suck on your pussy.”

“Oh, God.”

“Come for me, baby. You’re so fucking sweet. I want to hear you come.”

“Johnny… I don’t know…”

“It’s okay.” I took a breath, trying to slow down. “It’s just you and me. You have no idea how good it felt, having you right here with me. I want you to feel good like that, too.”

“Okay…”

“What can I do?”

“Just… talk to me.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Keep fucking yourself for me, nice and deep.” I tried to think of something specific that might rev things up for her. She’d asked for that picture of my cock. And she seemed to want me to come for her pretty badly… “Imagine it’s my cock filling you.”