Page 13 of Hearts Clash

EmergencyKisses: Oh, feeling brave tonight, are we? Sure thing, babe. Hang on. Let me just get the light right.

The idea of the anonymous woman primping in front of her camera for her made Scarlett even wetter than she already was. She let out a tiny gasp, massaging her sensitive clit faster. Her free hand pinched at a stiff nipple, eliciting a soft, shuddering breath. Meanwhile, the little bubble indicated that EmergencyKisses was typing.

Then, suddenly, an image file appeared. Scarlett hurriedly clicked to open it. Her jaw dropped slightly, and she groaned as the photo loaded.

There was nothing above the neckline, but the sight of the rest of her body was nothing short of breathtaking even though it was dimly lit. She took in the full breasts, the smooth stomach, and the flawless curves. To complete the ensemble, she sported a stunning tattoo on top of her outer thigh, a butterfly whose wings were scattered with small flowers and vibrant colors.

DrHeart: Oh, fuck. You’re so sexy. God, I wish I could touch you. Wanna taste you, wanna feel you.

As she typed with one hand, she continued to rub her clit, speeding up and bringing herself close to the edge. She pictured her fantasy woman sprawled out on a bed, writhing and moaning, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Scarlett moaned at the thought, arching her hips up to meet her palm.

For a second, she forgot all about the chat and let her eyes slip shut, leaning her head back against the backrest of the couch. Her lips parted, and she ran her free hand down her side, envisioning it as that of her online friend. Her fingers sped up in their movements, and her breath became rapid and shallow.

Soon, she was shuddering, panting and rocking her hips faster, her movements jerky and frantic. The pressure built to the bursting point, and a wave of pure pleasure rushed over her as the tension in her muscles finally snapped and she climaxed, toes curling and head tilting backward. When it subsided, she sank deeper into the cushions and basked in the euphoric high, breathing heavily and smiling dreamily up at the ceiling.

God, she had been pent up for way too long.

As her mind cleared from its foggy haze, though, a familiar sense of guilt and shame crept up from somewhere deep within her. It felt wrong to indulge like this. She cringed inwardly as her attention returned to the chat, feeling embarrassed that she had gotten carried away to that extent. Her face burned when she saw the string of new messages she had missed.

EmergencyKisses: Glad you liked it! Have to admit I enjoyed making that for you.

EmergencyKisses: Want to return the favor?

EmergencyKisses: Hello? Did I scare you off?

EmergencyKisses: Or did I distract you too much? Oops! Hope you’re feeling good now, Dr. Heart. ;)

Scarlett was overwhelmed with a powerful mix of embarrassment and arousal and joy, making her laugh in spite of her lingering anxiety.

DrHeart: Uhm. Yeah. Might have gotten a little carried away there.

She buried her face in her hands, barely daring to peek through her fingers when the notification sound alerted her to a response. A tiny part of her worried that it was something mocking or mean-spirited, but when she finally brought herself to look, it was anything but.

EmergencyKisses: Mmm. Guess I’ve still got it, huh?

Scarlett felt heat rush to her cheeks once more as she smiled bashfully, chuckling softly. Her heart raced with excitement and exhilaration.

DrHeart: Oh, for sure. Don’t be modest. Goddamn. Do you moonlight as a lingerie model or something when you’re not busy saving lives?

EmergencyKisses: Nah, it’s all for you, sweetheart. But seriously, though, any chance of a treat for me? ;)

Scarlett bit her lip nervously. Now that she was no longer riding the tide of arousal and ecstasy, she found herself unsure and uncomfortable with the idea. The fear of being seen and judged lingered like a dark shadow looming overhead. Anyway, what if the picture somehow ended up in the wrong hands and someone recognized her? It wasn’t impossible.

DrHeart: Maybe another time. Sorry, just don’t feel ready yet. Hope you’ll understand.

It took several seconds before a reply came in, during which Scarlett felt her heart rate spike. Maybe it was unfair of her to refuse to reciprocate when her mystery friend had trusted her enough to do it first. No, it definitely was, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

EmergencyKisses: No worries, I respect that. Would definitely love to see you someday, though. Bet you’re beautiful. <3

A wave of relief flooded through her, quickly replaced by a swarm of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She grinned widely at the simple gesture of kindness from this charming stranger who knew absolutely nothing about her except what little she chose to share. The fact that this person accepted and respected her boundaries made her feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

DrHeart: Thanks, I really appreciate that. <3

After that, their conversation veered toward more casual topics, and Scarlett relaxed comfortably back onto the couch again. For the next hour or so, they chatted idly about work stress, food, music, movies, and pretty much anything else that came to mind. It was pleasant and calming. Although Scarlett wished she could reach through the screen to caress the stranger’s face, she settled for the comforting knowledge that someone out there understood her and accepted her the way she was.

6

Gianna

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