Page 108 of Rewrite Our Story

You’re writing one of those dirty scenes in your books that make me fucking crazy.

It only makes sense you need to experience what it feels like to come just by my words and pictures while we’re miles away from one another.

MARE

I do need to write a sex scene tonight.

CADE

My girl shouldn’t have to write a sex scene while she’s hot and horny for me.

Let me take care of you.

Feeling brave, I slide my T-shirt up and expose the boring cotton pair of underwear I put on. I dip my fingers into the top of them a fraction of an inch. My thighs fall open, showing off a small wet spot on the light pink fabric. I hold my phone up, taking a photo and immediately sending it before I chicken out.

My phone lights up immediately, Cade’s photo illuminating on my screen. My eyes go wide, imagining what this would be like if we do this over FaceTime.

I swipe to answer, keeping the camera on my face instead of the same angle I just gave him between my legs.

"Hi,” I whisper, suddenly feeling so much more shy seeing his face on the screen.

Cade holds the phone out, letting me see his upper half. He wears no shirt, giving me an unobstructed view of his perfect abs.

“Are you touching yourself yet?” His voice is rough and lust-filled. My clit throbs at the sound of it.

I shake my head. “Not yet.”

Cade turns the phone, taking me by surprise when I see his large hand wrapped around his length. He pumps up and down, running his thumb along the tip each time. “I’m touching myself thinking about you. Fuck, I wish I could slip my fingers inside you. Feel how wet you are.”

I let out a sound that is a mix between a squeak and a moan. I’m not brave enough to show myself slipping my fingers into my panties, but I do as I’m told. I tease myself, letting them drift into the cotton but not touching the spot where I need relief quite yet.

“Touch yourself and tell me how wet you are for me. Use your words.”

I moan. Normally he’s the one that says all the dirty things between us, not me. Somehow I can write them, but I can’t say them out loud. Right now, I want to, though. I want to do this with him—to feel intimate no matter the distance between us.

“Okay,” I whisper, my fingertips trailing low. I’m met with my arousal. “I’m wet,” I continue, “sowet...”

He grunts. He’s got the camera on his upper half again, but I can see the ripple of his bicep as he works himself up and down. “I’m here, baby,” he growls. “Pretend it’s me touching you,pleasingyou.”

“I am.” I moan, imagining what it’d feel like to have his thick fingers pushing inside me. “I have to do two of mine to imagine it’s you.”

“Push them inside you, hook them to hit the spot you like, baby.”

“It feels too good. Do you feel good, too?”

He sighs, flexing his jaw as his head falls backward to his pillow. “It feels so fucking good. I’m so fucking hard right now imagining you playing with your perfect pussy.”

I rock my hips back and forth, grinding against my hand as I pick up pace. It feels so hot to be doing this with him, to have this conversation knowing what both of us are doing.

“Show me,” he presses, holding the phone out so I can see both his face and his cock. It’s like I forgot how big and thick he is as his hand pumps up and down. It takes a good amount of time for his hand to travel the entire length of his shaft. “Let me watch you touch yourself, baby.”

I let out a loud moan, one I know he heard. I set my phone on the other side of the bed, propping it against a pillow so he can see what I’m doing. With a tentative sigh, I push his T-shirt up my body until one of my peaked nipples pops out.

He sighs. “God, I wish I could run my tongue along that pretty pink nipple. Imagine how good it’d feel if I pulled it into my mouth, sucking it until your back arches in pleasure.”

I grab and tug at my nipple, pretending it’s him in bed with me. Pretending that this long distance was over and he could ravish my body any time he wanted.

Once I feel like my nipple has had enough attention, I slide my hand down my hips and pull my panties all the way off.

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