Page 73 of An Endless Memory

I delved into my slick seam and let out a moan.

“How wet are you?” he asked, his voice low.

“So wet.”

“I bet that clit of yours is as puffy as your bottom lip.”

I licked my lips like I had to verify what he said.

“Rub it for me, Lily pad.”

The nickname did it for me. Hearing it in his low growl? I could get off without touching myself.

I traced a finger around my swollen nub. “Eliot.”

“I bet it’s so fucking wet. Make circles and imagine it’s my tongue.”

I widened my legs, my hips pumping. I could feel his weight over me, his hot breath in my ear, and his groans vibrating through me. “That’d feel so good.”

“Christ, you’re probably so hot I’d sear my skin. Do you know what I’m doing?”

“No,” I said on a gasp, lost in the fantasy. All I had wanted was a good-night text, but I was getting way more. He couldn’t be in the same bed, but this was a close second.

“I’ve got my hand around my cock, and I’m fisting it tight. I can feel how wet and hot you’d be, gripping me so fucking hard.”

I whimpered. He made me so needy, and he never seemed to mind.

“Can you get a finger in?”

“Yes.” I adjusted my position and pushed a finger inside. He’d be so much bigger, so much harder.

“Ride it, Lily.”

I did as he asked. “I wish it was you.”

Another growl came over the line. “It will be. Soon.”

“Eliot. I’m close.”

“Me too, Lily.”

“Eliot?” I didn’t know what I was asking. Permission? Acceptance? I’d never had phone sex before.

“Let go. Let me hear you.”

I had both his permission and his acceptance. My detonation was hard to keep silent. Whimpers and gasps came out of me. I dug my teeth into the lip Eliot seemed obsessed with.

“That’s it. Ride it out. Fuuuck.” He made similar sounds to me. Grunts and groans. Heavy breathing. I loved every second. He got off on the phone with me. He’d said I was sexy and then he’d proved it while I was in a different town. A different state.

“Eliot?”

“Yeah?”

“This was my first time.” I rested my hand on my abdomen. If he was here, I’d roll into him and cuddle. He hadn’t pushed me away yet.

“Since you have two kids, I’m going to assume you’re talking about over the phone.”

I giggled. “I didn’t give birth to Cali, but yes.”

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