Page 55 of Ivory's Ruin Romance

His admission came as a surprise, but when she attempted to laugh it came out as a whine. Thinking was next to impossible in her current condition. She reached down to trace slow circles over her swollen clit, throbbing for release. “I’m so close.”

“Tell me what you were thinking about,” he rasped, breaths heavy on the other end of the line.

She wished she could see him, could do more than helplessly conjure an image that did his real form no justice. “Are you…” She paused, blushing at her next words. “Are you touching yourself too?”

“Yeah,” he whispered.

She stifled another moan and pressed against her walls until a fresh wave of lust consumed her. “I thought about that, you getting off. What your dick would look like in your hand, how hard it would get just before you come.”

“Shit, Iv. It’s taking all I have not to,” he said. “When I finally have you to myself, all my pleasure will be yours and yours alone. I’m saving it all for you.”

“Wait, you’re not going to come?” she gasped, trapped under the weight of holding herself back.

He chuckled at her bewilderment, then groaned as if he were really in pain. “I’ll survive. You’re the one who earned it, sweetheart. Not me. But when I do come, I’m going to fill you. When I’m done, you’ll be so cum-drunk and so full, bursting at the brim for me. I’m going to claim every inch of you and leave a mark no one else can undo.”

The scene filled her mind, spilling out into physical sensation as vivid as he painted it. Would he really save himself for her? Wait until he couldn’t bear it and give her all of him when she was ready?

Her body pulsed, reacting to the idea of his release deep inside her. She rubbed harder at the ache.

“What else were you thinking about?” he asked.

“Being tied up,” she breathed. “You wanted me to behave, to be good, and earn my rewards.”

He groaned. “You did so well today. Sending me a sexy as fuck photo and sharing your dirty secrets. I’m so proud of you.”

“Adrian,” she pleaded, unable to stop herself a second time as her clit swelled under the stroke of her finger, her walls clenching down like a vice. The desperation in her voice rang out embarrassingly clear, giving away exactly how helpless she’d become. If he didn’t let her come soon, she might break for real.

“Come for me, Iv,” he ordered. “And let me hear your pretty cries as you do.”

“Ah, Adrian—” Her words flowed out in an incoherent string. The climax hit like a freight train. Her body hummed, vibrating as her thighs snapped shut around her hand. She dropped the phone amidst the onslaught of pleasure, and it landed on the pillow as Adrian talked her through it.

“That’s it,” he praised. “Don’t stop, ride it out.” He whispered unending praises in her ear, told her how hard he’d gotten from her voice and from picturing her sweet cunt, how perfect she was, how good she’d taste when he buried his face between her legs.

A final sigh left her lips as the torrent of sensation ended, and she floated back to earth, limbs heavy and sinking into the mattress. She let out a soft giggle, caught in the afterglow and the reality that Adrian had not only called her but given her the best orgasm of her life—without even being here.

“Your laugh is so beautiful,” he murmured.

Goodness gracious, this boy. He was going to make her heart burst.

“So…” she whispered. “What now?’

“Now I burn the sound of you coming into my mind and find a way to survive until I get to experience it in person.”

She groaned. “How is that just as embarrassing as it is sexy? Let’s talk about something else—how was your day? Did staying busy distract you?”

“It, uh…” He paused, searching for words. “I’m pretty sure the best part of my day was the past five minutes.”

She rolled her eyes, glad he couldn’t see. But she had to admit that the past five minutes were also the best part of her day. “You haven’t bought any more cigarettes, have you?”

“No, I’m clean,” he replied. “And I don’t think I’ll be going to the store anytime soon, either.”

Relief fused with the endorphins flooding her brain. “Why not?”

“Gave myself a bit of a workout tonight,” he answered, then grunted as she heard him change positions. “I’ll be feeling it for the next few days, at least.”

She sighed. “Endorphins do help, I guess. Just don’t push yourself too hard.”

“Tell me about your day,” he asked, changing the topic. “I want to know everything I missed.”

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