Page 31 of Praise You

"Yeah. I think that would be smart. It would be a lot easier for us to talk through the phone than through this damn site," he chuckles before reciting his number.

"Wait, wait. Slow down," I laugh, swiping up on the app to close it and pull up my contacts. "Okay, I'm ready. Tell me again, slowly this time."

"Sorry," he says and repeats the number. I put it into my phone and my fingers hover over the name spot, not knowing what to put. I smirk when it hits me. I quickly put the name 'Freckles' into my phone, then press save. Pulling up my texts, I send him a text, his face brightening when my message pings through. "So, can we get off this, then?"

I know it was my idea to exchange phone numbers, but I'm not ready to give this up yet.

"How about we use this one last time before signing off?"

"Yes."

"Wow," I snicker. "That was a fast answer."

"There's something hot and dirty about the cam site, not going to lie. Don't get me wrong, I can't wait to talk to you on the phone, but this is so sexy and out of my comfort zone."

"So, you're okay with another night session happening right now?" I ask, wanting to make sure he’s comfortable.

"Yes, so damn okay."

"Okay." Biting my lower lip, I give myself a few seconds trying to decide if I should ask this question or not. I know he said he doesn't have much experience with men, but I know he's been with a woman before, so he has to have some type of experience. "Do you have any toys you play with?"

"Uh, t-t-toys? Why do you wanna know if I have toys?"

"Oh my god, Freckles, you do!" I chuckle, the nickname flowing out of my lips.

"Freckles?" His stare is wide-eyed, but I can see the hint of a blush creeping on his cheeks.

"Is that okay? It just seems right." I shrug, loving the nickname for him.

"It's perfectly okay. I’ve just… uh, always been self-conscious about my freckles."

"What the fuck? Your freckles are gorgeous, baby. I can’t wait to see how much of your body they cover.”

“Oh god.” He shakes his head, but the smile on his face tells me I said the right thing.

“Now, back to those toys."

The phone drops and the screen goes black. I would think he hung up on me if it wasn't for his groan leaving the speaker. I wait patiently, giving him time to decide what he wants to do. A few seconds later, his face comes back onto the screen even redder than before.

"I have a toy. Just the one. I don't know how good of a toy it is though."

"Have you ever tried to use it before?" I ask cautiously, not wanting to push him.

"I have. But… um... it wasn't what I expected."

"How so?"

"I mean it felt good... but it felt like something was missing." The screen goes dark again when his voice cuts through softly. "It might be better if someone was to teach me how to use it."

"Fuck, yes," I whisper. "Let me see you." His face shows back up and I grin at him. "Go get your toy. Let me see it."

"Okay," he murmurs. There's a shuffling of his feet and then he's gone for far too long. It seems like it takes forever for him to return, when it was probably only about two minutes. "I got my toy, and um... some lube. I figured I would need that."

Barking out a laugh, I nod my head. "Yeah, it would be really good to use lube. I don't recommend trying it without lube. I mean, you totally can, but for you, I don't think you should."

"Agreed. So, what now?"

"Hmm. Is there anywhere you can prop your phone up? Or something to lift it up? That way, your hands are free, but I can still see you."

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