Play with your clit.
Want to feel you squeezing my cock when you go over the edge.
Come for me.
!!!!!!
Mmm, just like that sweetheart. Did you come?
yessss
That’s my good girl.
You can relax now.
Take deep breaths.
Oh my god… that was so hot.
You’re the one who’s hot, sweetheart.
I didn’t do anything. You’re the one with the dirty mouth.
Just imaging you touching yourself was hot enough.
I couldn’t even type anything at the end. I was so far gone all I managed was exclamation marks.
That’s good to know. The next time you’re rendered speechless, that’s what I’ll look for.
That really was awesome, Neil. Should I say thanks…?
No need. The pleasure was all mine. Think you’ll be able to sleep now?
I can barely stay awake.
Then go to sleep, sweetheart. I’ll see you in the morning.
***
“SO,WHAT’S WITH you and that producer?”
I looked up from my phone, startled by the whisper in my ear. Gabriella had snuck up on me, arms crossed over her chest, a grin on her face. I’d been hanging out near the tour buses, wanting to get some fresh air. The concert venue the guys would be playing at had a funky smell, like the sweat from every previous performer had sunk into the walls. I’d seen Deena scrunch up her nose and give the place a disgusted look, so I knew I wasn’t the only one. Luckily, we’d be in a different venue the next day.
“Give me all the details,” Gabriella continued.
A small giddy smile creeped onto my lips. “So I guess you heard about that kiss?”
“Everyone’s heard about that kiss.”
“It’s kind of a long story.”
“I’ve got time. The concert isn’t for hours.”
“I’ve been messaging this one guy online for months. We sort of made plans to get together when summer was over. Turns out Neil’s the guy I’ve been messaging.”
“Neil?”
“Cornelius,” I corrected myself. “He goes by Neil online.”
