“I got it on my twenty-first birthday. I was drunk, but it was the place that did both my eyebrow and my belly button so they knew me. And drunk was better because it hurt like a bitch. Not as much as the most recent one, though.” I can’t help a seductive little purr at the end.
 
 I hear his sharp intake of breath. “Baby, do you have a piercing on your…clit?”
 
 “On the hood, yes.”
 
 “Do you have any idea how hard I am right now?”
 
 “I’m pretty turned on too.”
 
 “Let me guess—you did that for your twenty-second birthday.”
 
 “Yup. Bodi always gives me money and I spend it how I want.”
 
 “And he has no idea.”
 
 “No way.”
 
 “Do you like it?”
 
 Now I hesitate.
 
 Should I admit I haven’t had sex since I got it?
 
 “I, well…”
 
 “Have you not…tried it out?”
 
 “I’ve been single since I got it, and though I’ve had a couple of one-nighters, they’re not my favorite. Definitely not going to let an unknown be the first one to take my new piercing for its maiden voyage.”
 
 He groans. “Are you touching yourself right now?”
 
 “Yup.” I wasn’t, but I quickly slide my hand into my sweats, down between my legs. I’m drenched.
 
 “What would you want me to do to you if I was there right now?”
 
 “Everything.” My voice sounds a little breathy.
 
 “Everything? You’d want me to lick that pretty little piercing… suck it between my lips and tug just until it starts to hurt?”
 
 “Uh huh.” My eyes are squeezed shut and pleasure washes over me. “More…”
 
 That damn voice.
 
 “Would you suck my cock, Billie? Do you like sucking cock?”
 
 “I…do. A lot.”
 
 “On your knees or lying down?”
 
 “Both.
 
 “You want to wrap your lips around me and swallow me whole?”
 
 Oh. My. God.
 
 “Y-yes.” My fingers move a little faster, sliding around my clit.
 
 “Can you deep throat, baby? Let me fuck your mouth until you choke on me?”