His words make my heart hammer in my chest. I feel myself lowering my guard, anticipating his next words.
Will you do me a favor?
What?I wonder, as if bored.
Slide your fingers into your panties and play with yourself.
Are you serious right now?
I’m dead serious.
I fidget in the bed, then shake my head.No. Why should I?
I want to try something.
Well, whatever it is, I’m not doing it.
Caz is quiet again, and I think he’s not going to say much else. But then I feel a sensation down below, and I squeeze my thighs together, gasping.
“What the hell are you doing?” I whisper.
You felt that, eh? Didn’t think it would work.
“Caz, what was that? What are you doing?”
I’m in the shower.
Okay…
And my dick is in my hand.
I squeeze my thighs together again, trying to fight the throb that rocks through me.
“How are you doing that?” I breathe.
He ignores me.Put your fingers in your panties. It’s a demand. No longer an option.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip when I feel the throbbing again. I can’t help following his lead, slipping my fingers beneath the waistband of my panties, sighing as I graze the tips over my pelvis. When my middle finger presses down on my clit, I gasp and throw my head back.
Oh yeah. I feel you now. Play with your pussy for me. I want to hear you come around your fingers.
“This is crazy,” I breathe.
Do you feel me?he rasps and, insanely enough, I do.I’m stroking my dick in the shower while I think about you, Willow.He releases a gruff groan that sets me ablaze.You’re all I can ever think about these days.
It feels like you’re inside me.
I’m wishing that I were,he rasps.And imagining that I am.
How is this happening?
I don’t know, but don’t you stop.
I don’t. I continue circling my clit with my finger, and as I do, I swear I feel Caz pushing his way inside me. The girth of his dick filling me up inch by savory inch, just like the real thing. A guttural groan echoes in my head, and I hiss through my teeth as I feel him going faster.
Is this my pussy?
“Yes,” I breathe.