Page 5 of When You're Gone
“Which one?”
“You pick.”
He waited for her to come back on the line, the idea of her fingers resting right on the opening of her perfect pink hole causing his balls to ache.
“Okay, I’m ready.”
“Which did you choose?”
“The suction one.”
“Turn it on to the lowest setting. Just one click, V. I’m serious.”
“But…” she pouted.
“I’ve got you,” he promised before she could protest. “Trust me. Put it on the lowest setting. Put it right on your clit. How does that feel?”
“So, so good,” she moaned.
Fuck. He was going to need exceptional strength to get through this without blowing his own load in the back corner of this restaurant.
“That’s it, beautiful. Let it work your clit while you take your fingers and push into your pussy.”
“Rhett,” she moaned, a deep vibration of longing in the way she said his name.
“I know, beautiful. I know. It feels so good, doesn’t it? I wish I was there to watch you.”
She whimpered in response to his words. He couldn’t help but grin at that reaction. She loved to be watched. His gorgeous, effervescent, exhibitionist of a wife.
“How many fingers are inside you right now, V?”
“Two,” she answered instantly.
“I need you to put another inside. I want three fingers filling you up.”
“Okay,” she panted.
“Go ahead and turn up your vibrator, but just one more click. Slow and steady, beautiful.”
He could hear the slight increase in the buzz of the toy as she wordlessly followed his commands.
“That’s it. Okay, now I want you to use your middle finger and press on your G-spot.”
She moaned within a second of his instructions. “Good girl. Tell me how that feels.”
“So fucking good. Fuck. Rhett.”
“That’s it. Rub your G-spot for me. Let the vibrator work. Fuck… I love feeling inside you; you know that? I’d give anything to be the one inside you right now. I bet your thighs are trying to squeeze together, aren’t they? I bet you’re already fluttering around your own fingers, and you feel warm and tingly all over.”
“Fuck… Yes…”
“You’re close, beautiful. I can hear it. You’re so fucking close. Turn that vibrator up one more time for me. I want to hear you scream through this phone.”
Her breathing increased, each exhale now coming out in a little moan. When she went completely silent, he knew she was about to fall apart.
“Give it up for me, V. I want to hear you come.”
She unraveled with a scream loud enough to make him pull the phone away from his ear. She was so loud, but he wouldn’t want it any other way. He held his breath as she continued to vocalize all her pleasure.
