Page 15 of Some Sort of Love (Happy Crazy Love 3)
I bent my knees and flattened my hand on my stomach. What would you do to me?
I’ll tell you. But first tell me. Are you wet?
I slid my left hand between my legs, widening my knees a little, dipping a fingertip inside. Yes.
His next few messages came one by one, in no particular hurry.
I’d want to taste you first.
I’d bury my head in your thighs and lick you up down and sideways.
I’d do it softly just to make you beg for more.
I’d do it hard until your legs shook.
I’d fuck you with my tongue.
As he talked, I touched myself in just the ways he described, first with light, gentle strokes, soft little circles over my clit that made it ache and hum, feather-light brushes over tingling nerves. Then harder, pressing more firmly, dipping one finger inside myself, all the while imagining the feel of his beard against my skin, the sight of his dark hair between my thighs.
Yes yes yes was all I managed to type. The hum was building into a buzz, spreading throughout my whole body and I encouraged it, opening my legs wider, moving my fingers faster, dropping the phone on the bed and taking one hard nipple between my fingers. I glanced at the screen one last time.
I’d use my fingers inside you and my mouth on your pussy until you came so hard you couldn’t breathe. I’d feel it happen on my tongue and fingers, hear you scream my name, watch your back arch off the bed.
At this point I stopped reading because my eyes were closing and my body was tight with tension, bursting with the need to come. His words and the thought of him doing what he described pushed me over the edge and I sighed his name as the orgasm crashed through me in blissful, rolling waves.
Then I lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, until I recovered enough to pick up the phone.
Oh my god
Oh my god
I can’t
Type
Are you breathing?
Heavily
Did you come?
Hard
Did you like it?
YES. My turn.
I rolled onto my stomach, smiling mischievously. If you were here, I’d be begging you to fuck me right now.
Would you?
Yes. You’ve got me hot and wet and wanting you.
What do you want?
First I want my hands on your cock.
I want to feel how big and hard it is.
