Page 35 of Slow Ride

Wren grinned.“You’re not joking, are you?You’re really into this.”

“Do you want me to send a dick pic so you can have proof of how much?”

“No,” she replied instinctively.Before amending her response.“Actually, yes, I do.I’m just embarrassed to admit it.”

“Hang on.”He disappeared for a moment, a rustling in the background taking the place of his seductive voice.

Then her phone buzzed against her ear, startling her.She looked at the screen and… “Oh.My.”

Kason laughed.“Thanks, I think.”

Not to be outdone, Wren composed a decently flattering picture of herself from her collarbones to her navel and fired it off to him before she could think better of it.

“Damn, Wren.I wasn’t expecting you to do that.But I love that you did.I wish I was there to suck on your hard nipples.Is that what Jordan did?”

Jordan was the furthest thing from Wren’s mind right then.Okay, not really, he was always there though he was far, far away at the moment.She hesitated.“Uh…”

“Because I’m stroking myself now, Wren, imagining how damn beautiful you’d look if he was doing that to you.”

She moaned.“Sorry to disappoint you.We didn’t even take our clothes off.I’ve gone further with you tonight than I did with him earlier.”

Kason groaned at that.She could hear the slick glide of his palm over his flesh if she strained.

So she gave him what he’d asked for.“He brought me flowers.And told me he was sorry for screwing things up between you and me last night.For interrupting us…”

“Not going to lie.I wish he hadn’t done that.”Kason’s voice was hoarse now.“I would have taken you to my dressing room and laid you back on the couch so I could have kissed my way up your legs until I ended up somewhere even more fun than your mouth.”

Son of a bitch!

Wren put Kason on speakerphone, dropped the cell to her pillow, then put her hand over her mound, wishing she’d gotten to feel his talented tongue there.Her other hand flew to her chest, kneading her breasts and squeezing her nipples like he’d said he would like to do.

“I would have let you.”She moaned softly as she began to finger herself, paying special attention to her clit.“It’s been so long.Something about you calls to me.You’re the first guy I’ve wanted in forever.Except Jordan.”

“Tell me more.Hurry, Wren.I’m not going to last.I don’t usually have dry spells, but I’ve never been with someone who affected me like you do.You’re driving me out of my mind.I want you so bad.”He got her with that one.

Jordan had always had the power to walk away from her when she wouldn’t have been able to do the same.To hear that Kason would like to come closer, not leave, well…that was heady shit.

“He looked so lost.Something he said about wanting things he couldn’t have, about your song ‘Secret Love’ and how hearing it live—seeing you perform it—touched him.It was genuine and sad and…I couldn’t not comfort him.”

Kason was breathing hard now.“That’s…good, Wren.Keep going.”

She sped up the motions of her hands as she retold the rest, remembering how incredible it had felt.And how much better it was now to share it with Kason.“We made out and before I knew it, his hands were on my ass.He picked me up and took me to the couch.”

A grunt came from the other end of the phone.“I bet you looked amazing.On fire.”

“I don’t know.I didn’t stop to think about it.I just needed to feel his skin.I put my hands under his shirt and touched him everywhere I could reach.I think I might have gotten carried away and maybe scratched him once or twice.”

“Damn.I bet that felt so good.Your nails digging in and holding him tight to you.”Kason cursed.“I’m getting close, Wren.”

“Me too.”She moaned.“That’s how it was with Jordan too.No finesse.No drawing things out.We ground together.I could feel his hard cock rubbing over my pussy as we kissed.”

“Fuck.Yes.I love it when you talk dirty.If I had been there, I wouldn’t have let you two get away with that.I would have stripped you down and made you go slow.To enjoy what you can do to each other fully.”

Where the hell had that come from?Wren wasn’t sure, but it made her arch and tense.Fantasizing about being with them both at the same time was going to make story time come to an abrupt end if she wasn’t careful.

“It was enough, combined with the weight of him on me and then watching him come when it got to be too much.As he lost it and shot in his pants, he bit my shoulder.”Wren could hardly talk, hardly breathe now, and she knew she was going to climax again at the memory.

“Yes.I could see the mark he left.He claimed you.”Kason groaned.“That’s so fucking hot.Damn.I want to be someone’s like that.”

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