Page 18 of The Puck Secret

The question throws me a little, and that pesky part of my brain that always reminds me that this guy could be a stalker perks up completely, but still I respond.

Maddie: Yes I’m alone…

The Lonely Charm: And where’s Harold?

My cheeks heat at his words, and I feel a thrill buzz inside of me at where this exchange could be leading. We haven’t ever gone past some light flirting, our messages are usually just getting to know each other without knowing each other. I mean yeah, there have been some shirtless pics on his side, and that one flirty picture I sent that first weekend, but nothing more. I guess I started this by showing him Harold, but I just wanted to throw him off his game. Which is proving impossible, it’s why I call him Charmer.

Well, if he wants to play games, I can play them too.

I quickly get up and lock my bedroom door, before moving back over to my bed and grabbing Harold from my top drawer, settling myself back down on top of my sheets. I take a deep breath before I wrap my free hand around the toy and hold it up to snap a picture.

Maddie: Harold is always here with me

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The anticipation of watching those typing bubbles appear and disappear is exhilarating.

The Lonely Charm: And do you two feel like playing a game?

I can’t help but laugh as I read those words. Not just at him being playful, but the fact he is also playing along with me and the fact I named my damn dildo Harold. Hallie always makes fun of me for it, but nope, my lonely charm not only accepts it, but he wants to play with us.This is going to be fun.

Maddie: I’m not really one for following rules Charmer

The Lonely Charm: Good, because I want you to break them with me baby

Maddie: Then you better send me another picture of those abs!

This is dangerous territory we are moving into, and there won’t be any going back. Once we cross this line, it’s done, we won’t be able to return to how things are now. Usually something like that would scare me, but all I can feel is arousal dousing my entire body, as I reach beneath my skirt and shimmy my panties off and toss them aside. I’m doing this with or without him.

The Lonely Charm: *image attached*

Fuck me. It doesn’t matter that I have seen them multiple times, or that I have several images of them saved to a secret folder in my phone. Every damn time I look at them I almost choke on my tongue. Nobody should be that perfect. Every damn ridge of his body is refined and muscular, and mix that with the few pieces of dark ink that is marred across his skin, he looks like a fucking god.A god I want to lick.

This picture is unlike the others though, because he is quite clearly fresh from the shower, with water droplets still glistening on his skin. There is a towel wrapped low around his waist, very low, and he is holding up the phone so the picture is taken from above. My eyes can’t help but track the line of hair that leads down into the towel, and they also don’t miss the thick outline of his cock bulging out from behind the fabric. Fuck he’s big, and I imagine what it would be like to rip that towel away and feast my eyes on the rest of him.

The Lonely Charm: Ready to play with me baby?

Maddie: Yes please

The Lonely Charm: Already begging? I knew you were a good girl, Grim. Now put Harold where I wish I was.

His words make me light up inside, and damn I will beg all he wants if he keeps talking to me like that. I wonder what he would sound like if he was here calling me a good girl in my ear. I bite my lip as I squeeze my thighs together, already more than desperate to feel myself get off, but if he is going to play then so am I. I take Harold and position him at my mouth, resting him seductively against my tongue as I snap a close up picture.

Then I pull off my top and drag him down in between my tits and snap another, before pushing him down between my legs and taking one final image. When I am happy with all three of them and that you can’t tell who I am from them, I send them off.

Maddie: And is that my mouth, tits, or pussy, Charmer?

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I don’t wait for his reply to come through. I switch on the toy and let the vibrations drag over my pussy, as I use my own juices to get him nice and ready. When the tip brushes against my clit, I let out a little whimper, already feeling so needy to come as it pulses through me.

The Lonely Charm: Fucking hell Grim, The things I want to do to you! I’m hard as fuck!

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