Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“Tell me,” he continues when I don’t say anything, “if I were there, what would we be doing?”
Holy shit, he wants to have phone sex.
I swallow thickly and clear my throat, mentally preparing myself to do this. “I would’ve woken up and rolled over, and you would’ve been here.”
Pierce nods in understanding. “Then what?”
I close my eyes, trying to imagine what would happen next, but Pierce isn’t having it. “Open those beautiful green eyes,” he demands gently.
“I would lean over and kiss you so you’d wake up,” I say, opening my eyes and meeting his.
“I love when you kiss me,” he admits, making the butterflies in my stomach flutter. “Then what?” he prompts.
“Umm… I’d drag my hand down your stomach, until I got to your…” When Pierce doesn’t say anything, I know he’s waiting for me to finish my sentence. So I clear my throat again and then take a deep breath. “I’d drag my hand down your stomach,” I say again to psych myself up, “until I got to your dick.”
Pierce’s gaze turns heated. “I love you touching my dick. It’s so damn hard just thinking about you touching it.”
My brows shoot up at his admission, and he grabs his phone, turns it, and shows me his hard length over the screen. It’s still tucked into his boxer briefs, but I can make out the outline of it. “I wish you were here.” I pout, wanting him something fierce.
“I know, baby, but pretend I am.”
He pulls his dick out of its confines and my mouth waters at the visual. It’s rock-hard, and there’s a small bead of precum at the tip.
“If you were here, I’d lean over and lick the tip,” I whisper.
With the pad of his finger, he rubs the precum around the head then strokes himself once before turning the camera so I’m looking at his face. “Your warm, wet mouth on my cock is the second-best feeling.”
“What’s the first?”
“In your pussy.”
My insides tighten at his words, and I know if I stuck my hand down there, I’d be wet.
As if he can hear my thoughts, he murmurs, “Stick your fingers in your underwear and tell me how wet you are.”
I do as he says and groan when my fingers reach my wetness. “I’m definitely wet.”
“Good. If I were there, I’d finger you until you came while you sucked my dick. Stick your fingers inside your pussy, baby. Make yourself come.”
I push two fingers inside, sighing at how good it feels. It’s not nearly as good as Pierce’s fingers, but I’m turned on and sensitive, so my touch is welcomed.
Pierce turns his camera back around, so I see him stroking himself, and I do the same. He can’t see what I’m doing to myself, so I push my panties down and flip the camera again, showing him my fingers, stomach, and breasts.
“Jesus, Kels. You’re so goddamn perfect. I can’t believe you’ll be all mine in a couple of weeks.”
“I’m already yours,” I moan.
“Damn right, you are,” he growls, “but you’ll have my name, and you’ll be living with me. I’m going to fuck so many babies into you.” His strokes get harder, and I know he’s close. Wanting to come with him, I gather my juices and massage my swollen nub.
“I’m so close,” I moan, my orgasm on the precipice.
“Come for me. Pretend my tongue is licking that clit and come, baby.”
His words are my undoing. With a couple more strokes, I come hard and loud, unable to help myself. My legs tremble as waves of ecstasy flow through my body. When I open my eyes, Pierce is also coming, ribbons of cum hitting his stomach.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” He turns the camera, giving me his face again. “Move in with me now. You’re going to do it anyway. I want you in this bed with me, in my arms.”
The desperation in his voice, mixed with the way I’m missing him and wanting to be with him every freaking second, has me nodding in agreement. “Okay. We’ll move in with you.”
His brows kiss his forehead in shock. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, you’re right, we’re going to move in with you anyway. Jordan loves you and Cinder. She’s so excited to live on the property with you guys, and Tilly, and the horses. Let’s do it.”
“Hell yes,” he says excitedly. “I have to work the next two days. But what about Sunday? We can pack your stuff Friday and Saturday before the festival and move you guys in on Sunday.”
“Okay. That sounds perfect.”
Needing to go pee, I tell him to hold on a second and put the phone down, so I can run to the bathroom. He does the same, returning at the same time as me.
I don’t want to lose our connection, so I lie on my side and prop my phone up next to me, making it look like he’s lying next to me.