Page 113 of No Mistake

Jesus, she was getting warm. The man was so damn hot.

Tyler: I loved hearing you moan. Did you like how I kissed you?

Mira: Yes.

Tyler: Mmmmm. You tasted so good. Hot and sweet. How did I taste Mira?

Holy shit was she really sexting with him right now? This was so wrong and yet, fuck, it was so damn hot.

Mira: You tasted hot too. Too hot.

Tyler: I can still feel your breasts in my hands, your nipples were so hard.

Omg! How was he making her so turned on by text?!

Tyler: Did you like me touching them?

Mira: Tyler, stop it. We shouldn’t be doing this. Even though it was sexy as hell.

Tyler: I don’t think you want me to stop. I think you like it. I think you like me telling you how turned on you made me. Were you wet for me?

Jesus. She knew she should stop this right now, but she was so damned turned on, and she couldn’t stop smiling. Was there really any harm? They were two single, consenting adults.

Tyler: Tell me, how wet were you?

Mira: Very.

Tyler: Are you wet now?

Mira: Yes.

Tyler: How do you know, are you touching yourself?

Mira: Wouldn't you like to know? OK, she could tease, too.

Tyler: I would. I want to run my fingers over your panties and see how wet you are.

Mira: Tyler! You’re terrible.

Tyler: You make me this way. My cock is hard for you right now.

Mira: Maybe you should take a cold shower.

Tyler: Wouldn’t work. I’m way past that. I’m picturing kissing you.

Mira: You are a good kisser. I like the feel of your lips on mine.

Tyler: I'm picturing kissing your other lips.

Oh, God, she was totally turned on now. Her sex was throbbing and they weren't even in the same room.

Tyler: I want to taste you.

Mira imagined him doing just that and swallowed.

Tyler: I want you to cum for me, right in my mouth.

Holy shit, if he carried on, she was going to.

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