Claire laughed. ‘Oh, I wish I was there. I love it when it goes longer and fatter.’
‘Hey, are you calling my thing fat?’
‘In a good way.’
‘What are you – what—’ Luca was struggling to speak, but kept collapsing into laughter.
‘Have you taken the fleece off, then?’ Claire asked, which just made him laugh harder.
‘I’m pretty sure that’s a line that should never come up in phone sex. I’m unzipping my fleece,’ he said in a husky voice. ‘And now I’m taking off my – my scarf,’ he wheezed.
Claire was laughing so much that tears were rolling down her face. ‘I can imagine you unwinding it sexily from around your neck.’
‘Okay, maybe we should start again,’ Luca said finally, sobering up. ‘Let’s both get naked.’
‘Okay.’ Claire wiped her eyes and wriggled out of her knickers. ‘Oh, by the way, I got waxed today.’
‘Completely?’ Luca asked hoarsely.
‘No, but a bit more extreme than usual. The girl I go to is always trying to get me to have a Brazilian or even a Hollywood. But I think she was happy that I let her?—’
‘Claire,’ Luca said, in a chiding tone.
‘Oh, sorry. It’s sort of a landing strip, and my legs are all smooth and silky.’
‘Mm, I wish I was there to taste you,’ he said, his voice thickening. ‘I’d lick you until you came in my mouth.’
She felt the rush of moisture between her legs at his words. ‘You’re making me so wet,’ she said. At least it was true and she didn’t feel so stupid saying it.
‘It’s making me hard imagining you lying there, naked and spread out. Open your legs and touch yourself.’
Claire did as he asked, her breathing deepening with her mounting excitement.
‘Taste yourself, like I would if I was there.’
‘Um… what? I’m not that flexible.’
‘Lick your fingers.’
‘Oh… yeah, okay.’ She stuck the thumb of her other hand in her mouth, making loud sucking noises into the phone.
‘I know how good you taste,’ Luca said. ‘Tell me.’
‘Oh, er… yum!’
Luca chuckled softly. ‘Claire…’
‘It’s delicious. Mm. Finger-licking good.’
‘You’re not doing it, are you?’
‘No,’ she admitted. ‘Sorry, but that’s just gross.’
‘It is not gross.’ He sighed. ‘Okay, why don’t we play with your vibrator? Did you get one?’
‘Oh yes.’ She sat up and grabbed the vibrator with its instructions. Step one was putting in the batteries. Batteries! She shunted to the end of the bed, picked them up and tore at the packaging. Of course, it was practically impenetrable. ‘Just hang on a minute,’ she said to Luca, placing the phone on the bed so she could use both hands. ‘Okay, I’m back,’ she said, balancing the phone against her shoulder while she studied the instructions.
‘What are you doing?’ Luca asked.
