‘Not to mention my wardrobe. So, um… what are you wearing?’
‘Black silky jocks and nothing else.’
‘Really?’ That didn’t sound like Luca.
‘No.’ She heard the smile in his voice. ‘Really, you don’t want to know.’
‘No, tell me.’
‘A fleece.’
She giggled. ‘Really? Anything else, or just the fleece?’
‘Combats, boots. It’s bloody freezing in here.’
‘Sorry. Itwasreally cold today.’
‘Anyway, I’ve brought the blow-heater into the bedroom, so it should heat up soon. I’ll strip off then.’
‘You don’t have to. We can just pretend.’
‘No, I will. We should do this properly.’
‘Okay. But those blow-heaters are very expensive to run – they use an awful lot of electricity.’
‘Oh, baby, you’re driving me crazy,’ he said flatly. ‘It makes me so hard when you talk about my electricity bill.’
‘Sorry. Okay, let’s start again.’ She took a deep breath and lay back on the bed. ‘I’m wearing a lacy bra and a thong,’ she said, trying to make her voice low and sultry.
There was a moment’s silence, then ‘Claire?’
‘Mm?’
‘Are you doing a funny voice?’
‘Oh! No!’ She blushed. So much for sounding sexy!
‘So you’re lying down on the bed? I wish I was there with you.’
‘Me too.’ She sighed.
‘Take off your bra and touch yourself the way I would.’
She set the phone down on the bed and removed her bra. Then she picked it up again and distractedly pawed her breasts, pinching her nipples while simultaneously smoothing out the instruction sheet from the vibrator on the bed beside her.
‘Talk to me,’ Luca said. ‘Tell me what you’re doing.’
‘I’m touching my, um… myself. I’m pinching my nipples.’
‘Are they hard?’
‘Hm? Oh yes – very hard.’
‘I’m getting hard thinking about it,’ he said. ‘I wish I was there to suck them into my mouth.’
‘Are you, erm… doing stuff?’
‘Yeah, I’m stroking my dick, and—’ He burst out laughing. ‘It’s going a bit longer.’ He giggled.
