Page 22 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
Once I got into my room, I locked the door and sat on my bed.
Olive:I was taking care of myself.
I sent the text with a blush on my face. I bit my lip as I waited for him to see it and reply. The suspense was killing me as I saw the three dots appear, letting me know he was typing a response.
The man who makes you scream:Picture, or it didn't happen ;)
I stared at the text, slack jawed. Was he calling my bluff, or did he just want a kinky picture? My heart raced and my stomach pooled with a mixture of nerves and lust. I bit my lip as I undressed, deciding to do what I had said I had already done. I fished my toy out of my underwear drawer.
I somehow propped my phone right, timing a picture just right. I took a few as I pleased myself, somehow getting turned on more, knowing he'd see these pictures. In rapid succession, I sent them as I continued to play with myself, not yet having found my release, but feeling it get close as the vibrator pressed against my clit.
The man who makes you scream:Fuck, Rose. What are you thinking of while you touch yourself?
His texts were getting me hot as I inserted my toy inside myself. Lucas sent a text at the same moment. It was a picture.
The man who makes you scream:I'm thinking of you pleasuring yourself.
The text read under a picture of his hand, caressing his erection.
Olive:I'm thinking about how good it would have felt if we could have finished what we started last night.
I was thinking of Lucas and his sensual touches. Of his hot lips and large hands which know exactly how to touch me. I do hate how I keep yo-yoing back and forth between wanting to stay away from him and wanting him to fuck me every which way.
The man who makes you scream: I would have made it worth your while. I would have undressed you in the living room, before sitting you on my table and eating you for dessert.
His texts were only dampening my core further.
The man who makes you scream:After you would have cum on my face, I would have kissed you so deeply you would taste yourself on my tongue. I would have carried you to my recliner and had you on your knees bent forward. Can you guess what I would have done next?
I felt my breathing and my pace quicken as I read his texts, imagining the things he was saying.
Olive:You would have gripped my hips firmly as you stretched me with your dick. I would have moaned loudly at how good it felt to have you inside me. Then you would have thrust inside me, inevitably making me scream your name.
I could feel myself getting close to reaching my peak, pulling the vibrator back out to my clit.
The man who makes you scream:Shit, Rose. I would have kept thrusting into you after you came again. I would have had you stand and bent you over the arm of my couch, inserting myself back inside you as I played with your sensitive clit, until you clenched my dick again as you came. Eventually, I would have joined you over the edge.
I started a voice recording, feeling myself getting close. I moaned low into the phone, letting his name slip between my lips as I came over my fingers and the vibrator. As my breathing came back to normal, I stopped the recording and sent it to Lucas. About 5 minutes later, I got a picture message back. It was of Lucas' cum all over himself with a text message under it.
The man who makes you scream:That was the hottest thing anyone has ever sent me. I hope you know I'll be saving this for all eternity ;)
I felt myself blush with a heat of embarrassment washing over me. I didn't think about him saving these things. It felt nice knowing he found it so hot. I'd done nothing like this before, and it was fucking hot.
Olive:Just as long as no one else hears it.
The man who makes you scream:Don't worry, Rose, it's for my ears only.
I cleaned off, leaving him on read because I had nothing else to say. I was going to keep this strictly sexual as Hailey advised and see how it goes. Neither my heart nor my head won’t get ahead of me again.
The man who makes you scream:Want to get a bite to eat tonight?
He texted again, trying to confuse me with his forward advances, making it seem like he wants more than sex, even though he doesn't.
Olive:No thanks, but I'll come over for a nightcap if you want ;)
Strictly sex.
The man who makes you scream:It is like all you want me for is sex 3:)
