Page 88 of Trip Through Your Wires

“I’ll hold you to it.”

“You can hold everything I have, Sparky.”

“Oh yeah?” she asks teasingly. “You want to picture me holding you now?”

I sit up, suddenly wide awake. “Which part?”

“What part do you want it to be?”

My dick twitches, as if answering. “The part that wants to be buried inside you right now.”

“Well,” she drawls, “if you must know, I’d rather have you in my mouth.”

“Fuck,” I swallow. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“Hell no,” she clears her throat. “I want you very much alive, and hungry.”

“Oh, I’m hungry,” I swallow. “In fact, can I tell you something?”

“Anything, Hot Shot.”

“I want you to suck my dick while I’m eating you like Thanksgiving dinner.”

“Wow,” she laughs.

“That’s right. Sixty-nine, Sparky. Your legs on either side of my head, while your luscious ass is right above my face…shit, I’m hard just thinking about it.”

“Good god,” she puffs out. “Have you always talked this way?”

“Nope,” I smile. “Only with you. Like it?”

“Shit, yes.”

“Well then…” I lay back on the bed, and shove my hand down my pants, gripping my cock. “How about some more?”

“Whatcha’ thinking, Hot Shot?”

I bring my hand up and down my shaft, thinking of her naked under me. “I’m thinking about filling your pussy so full it drips with my come.”

“Keep going,” she says huskily.

“I am also thinking about you laying on my chest with your legs spread eagle, as I tap that ass while fingering you.”

“My god, I’m wet.”

“Oh yeah?” There is so much heat between us right now, it practically melts the phone. “Want to take care of it?”

“Yes,” she practically whines.

“Okay, then. Touch yourself.”

“What?” she rasps.

“Phone sex, what do you think?”

“Don’t know,” she exhales. “Never really tried it.”

“Well,” I settle back, “you’re in for a treat.”

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