The line went dead. I thought she’d hung up on me. Then my phone rang again with a video call.
My goddamned heart skipped a beat. I pulled off the road into a pitch-black lay-by and answered.
Lovelyn’s pretty face stared out at me, her hair tied up in that high ponytail that drove me insane. “How did you know I was in your shirt?”
“No time for that. Move the camera back.”
“Aren’t you driving?”
“I’ve stopped. I drive fast so can make up the time. Please, Lovelyn, I need to see ye.”
Her cheeks pinkened in the low light of my bedroom. “I like the begging. But I’m not baring all for the first time over a phone screen.”
My dick thickened in my jeans. “But you’ll show me something? You have no idea how badly I need it.”
She swallowed. “Send the message first, Kane.”
I swore and thumbed over to my chat with Mila, one where she’d done ninety percent of the communicating. “I’ve asked my sister for the number. Good enough?”
She inclined her head then sat on my sheets, her gaze on the camera cautious but her eyes shining with need I felt all through me. “Good enough. What do you want?”
“For ye to make yourself come while I watch.” I took a breath at the flare of lust on her face. “Lie back. Put your hand between your legs.”
She nestled into the white pillows, the camera firmly on her face. Then her eyelids fluttered closed.
“I need to know how wet ye are.”
“Kane!”
“I can’t be there, so describe everything.”
Her breath hitched. “At the appearance of your name on my screen, I was soaked.”
Ah fuck. My dick begged for attention, but it could wait. Right now, I’d have her writhing under my instructions. I wanted every single one of her thoughts focused on me, and I refused to pin down exactly how badly I needed that.
Chapter 27
Lovelyn
“Stroke yourself. Get your fingers wet,” Kane coaxed me.
I obeyed him, already so turned on from talking to him. It was like he had direct access to my inner desires. I’d never felt like this over any man.
“Show me how soaked they are.”
I raised my glistening hand to the camera.
His expression and deep groan gave me another burst of need, holding at bay any embarrassment I could’ve felt. Kane was in his dark car, the phone light barely picking out his features, but it gave me enough to see him by.
“Suck them clean.”
God.One by one, I licked my fingers while he praised me.
“If I was there, I’d fuck your mouth. You’d take me in deep, wouldn’t ye?”
“I’d love to.”
“Good girl. Climb up from the bed.”
