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I look down at the screen, not sure how to answer. He’s given me an opening to flirt back, but I don’t know if he wants the same deal I had with Kieran, not sexual unless we both need a release occasionally. He might want a ‘play partner.’
Jaxson: You still there?
Chloe: I am.
Jaxson: Good! I like messaging you.
Chloe: I had a dream about you this week.
Jaxson: Really? How interesting!
Jaxson: What kind of dream? Or can I guess?
I feel my skin blush and my nipples hardening under my tank top. I move my non-texting hand under my tank top. I twist my nipple, liking the bite of pain. It’s been too long since a guy has made me feel this way. Made me feel in any kind of way desired. It’s a nice feeling to have, to be desired, even in some small way.
Jaxson: I hope you’re not touching yourself right now.
I still, mid twist. I could be daring here. If my chat with the other submissives has taught me anything today, it's that I need to take charge of my sexuality, and I need to let someone in. Not every guy I let in is going to screw me over. I’ve not dated for five years. All of my sexual experiences and orgasms, for that matter, have either been at the club or using a battery-operated device at home in that time. I deserve more, and I know this. But I’m not sure Jaxson Hill is the guy to do that.
Chloe: What if I am?
Jaxson: There you are.
Chloe: It’s not the first time either!
Jaxson: Really? How far back do these illicit dreams go?
Chloe: That would be telling, Sir!
There’s a long pause. Have I pushed too much? We’re supposed to be talking about this tomorrow. But hiding behind the wall of a text message makes me way freer and more daring than I think I could have been face-to-face. But I have butterflies in my stomach at the word Sir, and I hope I’ve not just bitten off more than I can chew.
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JAX
Okay! Don’t blow this, Jax! My cock hardened as soon as she sent the message. Now it’s my turn to stare at the screen. With that one word, she made me harder than stone. Sir! I need to hear it come out of her mouth as I feed my cock in her cunt. Or on her knees in front of me.
Fuck!
Jaxson: I can’t wait to hear you call me that.
Chloe: That sounds fun!
Jaxson: Oh, it will be. You made me rock hard with that one word, Chlo.
Chloe: Nobody calls me that!
Jaxson: You’ve always been Chlo to me.
Chloe: So you're hard?
Nice change of subject there, I laugh to myself. I reach inside my sweats–needing relief. I stroke my cock idly. This isn’t about getting off. This is about enjoying the feeling. Building up something–not about getting off.
Jaxson: Rock Hard!
Chloe: Good. Because I’m twisting my nipple right now, wishing it was you.
Jaxson: Why’s that?
