Page 25 of What She Wants

There’s no response for a couple of minutes but I can see that she read my message.

I call her and after a couple rings, she picks up and I can tell what I said affected her.

“I don’t remember what you’re talking about.” She lies.

“Mmm, is that so, baby? Do I have to remind you everytime I see you just how good I am at fucking you?”

“You’re not that great. You’re okay. Anyone can have good chemistry while having sex.”

Her response has me chuckling and that little hitch of her breath that she didn’t catch in time makes this even more enjoyable.

“We don’t just have good chemistry,Chispa. We fuck like we’re made to fuck each other. Don’t give me that bullshit you gave other men before me. I don’t simply fuck your body, I fuck your soul and we both know that.”

“Do I?” She responds but I know she’s turned on by that.

“Mmm.” I bite my lip as I reach into my pajama bottoms and pull my dick out.

I grunt as I fist my dick.

“Are you doing what the fuck I think you’re doing?” She asks with that fake anger she gives me.

“Of course I am. Your voice is turning me the fuck on and I’m remembering how it felt to slide up inside you. How your juicy pussy tightens around my dick so perfectly. You’re always so fucking wet for me, princess and I know that you’re going to want to keep that up for me, right, baby?” I tease her.

Esme kisses her teeth but the rustling in her background tells me she’s doing exactly what I’m doing.

“Tell me what you’re doing right now, Esme.”

When I call her name, she moans as if I said something else.

She doesn’t say a word for a moment and then I hear her huff, throwing caution to the wind.

“Say my name like that again.” She demands.

“Say please,Chispa. I only reward good girls.”

“Fuck.” Esme grumbles but then she clears her throat.

“I like the way you sound when you’re turned on by me. Your body responds to my calling so beautifully. Take care of that sweet pussy for me.”

“I'm not calling you daddy. I don’t have daddy issues.” She blurts out and I chuckle.

Fuck. She can’t even ruin this moment for me and this is how I know she’s perfect for me.

“You’ll call me husband when I slide into you once we’re married. For now, don’t worry about it, sweet Esme.”

“Oh, fuck.” She moans out.

I double it as I pump faster getting to the finish line. I’m punishing her for texting me about dropping our marriage. I groan into her ear as she breathes heavily into mine.

“Oh fuck me, Esme.” I call her name as I cum into my hand.

Esme moans my name out and I know she’s so close.So damned close.

“I’m close.” She moans out.

“Good. Now, here’s your punishment,Chispa. I won't hear you cum over the phone because of your text. You will learn to know who your husband is. Bye, love.”

I hang up before she can answer me.

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