“Now, play with your clit, twirl around on it before sliding down and slipping one finger inside. As soon as it’s all the way in, I want you to slide it all the way out. Repeat that motion until I say to stop.”
I spread my legs wider as I do as he said, imagining it’s him controlling my body right now.
“Continue to do so while cupping your hand around the mound of your pussy, giving it pressure on your clit.”
I do, and a loud moan escapes my lips. He growls in return.
“Keep your pressure there as you insert another finger and start moving both of them in and out, only slightly, keeping them inside you.”
“Yeah,” I say breathlessly.
“You like that?” he asks, his voice cracking.
“Yes, Drew. Very much.”
“God, I love my name on your lips. Say it again.”
“Drew. Drew. Oh my God, Drew,” I say as my body starts to tingle and burn in all the right places.
“Are you close?”
“Yes, Drew. So close.”
“Now, put your fingers deep inside you and flick them back and forth, keeping pressure on your clit.”
I moan so loud that I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. I’m flying so high, climbing and climbing some more.
“Yes, Sharee. Right there. Are you ready? Come with me,” he says more as a grunt.
I topple over, coming hard around my fingers. My entire body freezes, and I ride the waves rolling through me.
My head falls back, I drop my phone, and my eyes clench shut as I find my breath again. When I do, I can’t help but laugh as I realize what just happened. Once I’ve come completely down, I grab the phone and bring it back up to my ear.
“Did we just …” I ask in disbelief.
“Fuck yeah, we did. If the real thing is anything like that, I’m in trouble.”
I laugh. “Yeah, me too.”
“So, you felt that?”
“In my toes? Oh, yeah.”
“You’re my girl, Sharee. This. Us. I’m sold.”
“And you haven’t even kissed me yet,” I say with a giggle.
“I don’t need to. They always say, when you meet the one, you just know. I never understood that. But now, especially after that, I know.”
“Me too,” I say, trying to fight the tears filling my eyes.
“We got this. We can do this. We met during this quarantine because someone up there knew we would make it through. I have no doubt now. I can’t fucking wait to do that for real.”
I laugh. “Many, many times.”
“Many times for sure.” He chuckles. “Go get cleaned up and call me right back. You can curl up with my pillow, and we’ll watch a movie together.”
I agree and hang up the phone.
