Page 36 of Catching Feelings

I head back into my room and change into an oversized shirt and ratty shorts. Adam was supposed to be my saving grace. I needed him to talk dirty to me so I can get myself off, but even he thinks I’msweet.

Adam86: Did I say something to offend you? I’m not sure how to interpret theThanks.

I’m not one to start an argument, and I avoid confrontation and uncomfortable conversations at all costs, but there’s a safety behind the screen that allows me to open up to this stranger.

As long as he remains a stranger forever, I can practice being more open and honest about my feelings.

Elizabeth77: I’m not looking for accolades, Adam. I’m looking for someone to tilt my world on its axis.

Adam86: Are you in bed?

My cheeks warm and my heart races. Is he going to...? Hell. Only one way to find out.

Elizabeth77: Yes. And I’m naked.

Adam86: Fuck.

Elizabeth77: That would be nice.

Adam86: Fuck. Me.

Elizabeth77: Even better.

Adam86: Lay back and spread your legs. Slowly, and I mean slowly, Wildflower. Trail your fingers down your chest and scrape your fingernail over your nipples.

I do as he commands and my nipples instantly tighten into hard pebbles.

Adam86: Tell me how you feel.

Elizabeth77: Nervous. Excited.

Adam86: No. Tell me how youfeel.Imagine my hands trailing down your body. What doIfeel?

My body warms at his words. At his command.

Elizabeth77: My nipples are hard peaks. Pink and waiting for you to suck on them.

Adam86: Bite. I’m going to bite your pretty, pink nipples, Wildflower.

God, I want him to call me Rowan, but my name isn’t common and I don’t want to worry about the one-in-a-million chance that I ever run into this stranger.

Adam86: Trail your fingers down to your pussy and cup your mound but don’t touch your clit.

I do as he commands, my heart racing with anticipation. The only thing forbidden about what we’re doing is the fact that we’re strangers. Everything else is still, well, vanilla.

Even so, it’s one step closer to my sexual reprieve.

Adam86: Tell me how wet you are. But don’t touch your clit yet.

Elizabeth77: I’m soaked.

Adam86: I smell your pussy, see you dripping down to your cunt and onto your sheets.

Shit. The need to touch myself is strong but I obey his orders.

Elizabeth77: Can I touch myself now?

Adam86: Imagine my face between your legs and my shoulders pushing your thighs apart. Spread them for me now, Wildflower.

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