Page 41 of Devoted

I press the button to dial him and hold the phone up to my ear, waiting for him to answer.

“Hello?” That deep rasp of his voice makes the warmth in my core build to an inferno.

“Hi,” I whisper sweetly before throwing myself on the guest bed and smiling from ear to ear.

“Missed me, did you?” I can hear the teasing in his voice, but he’s one-hundred percent correct.

“Yes. I do. I miss you a lot.” My heart is pounding through my honesty, but just the thought of kissing him is making me aroused. God, I wish he were here right now so I could climb his body and grind against it.

“I miss you too, Jess. Are you having fun?”

“Yes. I’m—I’m really drunk, Brooks.” I giggle through my admission as Brooks laughs at me through the phone.

“Is that right?”

I nod, even though he can’t see me, and then hold up my fingers in the air with a slight space between my index finger and thumb. “A little bit.”

“That’s good, Jess. You deserve to have fun.”

“I’m horny too.” The words escape my lips, but I definitely meant them.

“Fuck, Jess. Really? I’m glad I’m at home right now since you’re making me hard as fuck.” Hearing him talk to me with desire coating his voice is making me clench my thighs together in desperation.

“Why are you home?”

“I went home to shower after our hike and then I’m headed out to Kane’s place for drinks and poker.”

“Are you naked yet?” Who is this woman and why am I letting her speak right now?

“No, but I can change that real quick. Are you alone while you’re talking dirty to me, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I moan as I sink further into the bed, wanting so badly to shove my hand in my leggings and release the orgasm I can feel just beneath the surface.

“I want you to touch yourself, Jess.”

“I was planning on it.”

“Do it now while we’re on the phone. Pretend it’s me, that it’s my fingers rubbing your clit, spreading your wetness around your pussy.”

Dear lord. Brooks talking about touching me is just making me even wetter. “Are you touching yourself too?”

“Uh huh,” he groans. “I’m so fucking hard right now, babe.”

“I’m so wet, Brooks.” With no further reservations, I glide my hand below the waistband of my leggings and beneath my thong, sliding my fingers effortlessly through my arousal, circling my clit with fervor. With how wound up I am, I know this won’t take long. “I wish you were here.”

“I am here, Jess. Just on the other side of the line. Play with yourself, baby. Let me hear you.”

“I’m so close,” I moan, knowing it’s only a matter of minutes before I explode because I was so riled up even before this conversation started. “I want to feel you.”

“Me too. I’m gonna come, Jess.” A low growl comes through the line just as I hear Brooks’ breathing pick up intensely and I match him with my own. A shock of electricity flashes through my body as my orgasm takes over, pulsing waves of pleasure rocking through my belly and out to my limbs.

“Oh, god,” I moan, letting the last few tremors to subside before I open my eyes and remember where I am. “Did we just do that?”

Brooks lets out a low and deep chuckle. “Yeah, we did. Fuck, I wish you were here. I’d make you come again with my tongue.”

“Brooks!”

“Oh, don’t be shy now, Jess. You’re the one that called me, remember?”

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