Page 36 of Pucking Around

“I’m—I—” I huff with frustration. I’ve never been good at dirty talking on a phone. If I ever worked for a phone sex hotline, the guys would probably ask for a refund. “Hold on.” I shimmy out of my silky sleep shorts and my underwear.

“You’re killing me here, baby—”

“Holdon,” I say again, tapping the icon on the phone to switch to video.

“Oh, fuck yes—” His words cut off as the call switches.

I hold my phone out with one hand, so my face is in view. His camera flicks on and I see his beautiful face close in on the screen. It’s dark. There’s a heavily graffitied wall behind him. “Where are you?” I murmur.

“Fuck if I know,” he replies. “Some bathroom in a shitty beach bar. I’ve locked the door, but I can’t camp out in here. Now, you called me for a reason.”

“Yes,” I reply, spreading my legs and letting my fingers explore again. I can’t help it. Seeing him and feeling so turned on, I can’tnottouch myself.

“You called me to apologize,” he presses.

“Mmhmm,” I say, circling my clit again. I’m biting my bottom lip to keep in my moan.

“And why are you apologizing?”

I still my hand, holding his dark gaze. “I don’t want to hurt you,” I reply. “Ineverwanted to hurt you.”

He nods, dragging a hand through his hair. “Well, it is what it is, right?”

I shake my head. “No. This is real, Jake. What we have…” If I try to put it into words, I’ll cry. And I don’t want to cry tonight. I just want to feel good. I want to make him feel good too. “I left you in Seattle. You didn’t get to say goodbye.”

“Yeah, that sucked,” he mutters.

I take a deep breath, letting it out. “So, now’s your chance.”

He raises a dark brow. “What?”

“Say goodbye.”

“Seattle, what are you—”

“I robbed you of the chance to have me one last time,” I explain. “I knew if you did, I wouldn’t be able to walk away. I would have stayed. I would have told you my name. Well, now the game has changed. Neither of us can walk away. And you know my name anyway. The reasons I slipped out don’t matter anymore. So here I am. I’m naked and I’m saying yes to anything you want for the next…” I tap my screen to check the time. “Five minutes.”

He groans, dragging a hand through his hair. “Five minutes? What the hell?”

“Hey, I’ve got a plane to catch, remember?” I tease. “Say goodbye, Jake.”

“You are in so much trouble.”

“Clock is ticking, angel. Are you going to make me come?”

“So hard you see stars,” he replies, spinning to lean against the wall of the bathroom. “Touch yourself. Touch your breasts. And show me,” he adds, his voice harsh with command.

I angle the phone down a bit until my boobs are in the shot. I cup each one for him, pinching each nipple tight until I’m shivering with need.

“Good girl. You look so beautiful,” he croons. “So fuckable. You know if I was there, I’d be flicking those tits with my tongue, biting until I leave teeth marks, branding them. You’re fuckingmine, Seattle.”

“Mmhmm…for four more minutes,” I tease. “You gonna hurry this along?”

“Take your panties off,” he orders. “Spread your legs.”

I smile, shifting the phone up to show my face. “Way ahead of you.” I raise the phone up a bit and flip the camera so it’s panning over my naked body.

“Oh, fucking hell,” he groans. “Kill a man, why don’t you. Spread those legs, baby. Touch yourself. Use your fingers. Two in the pussy, thumb on your clit.”

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