“Mark…” She sighed. “Don’t be a prude. No one will know. No one but me.”
“Public indecency and all that.”
“You’re onourproperty,” she said. “I’m the last one here at the spa. What about your guys?”
“Gone home.” To their wives.
“Unzip your pants,” she said, sounding so sexy he found himself obeying before he’d even realized what he was doing. His fingers fumbled the button, and then he eased the zipper down, relieved beyond words to be free of its painful constraint.
Jess moaned into the phone. “I almost came from the sound of your zipper.”
Her words sent a bolt of lust through him so red-hot that he reached down and freed himself from his boxers, fisting his aching dick. “Your turn. Let me hear you.”
She gasped. “I’m so wet. I can’t wait to have you inside me later tonight.”
“Yes.” He stroked himself. Just until she came. He could wait until tonight for his release. To be with Jess. Inside her. Consumed by her.
“Tell me,” she whispered, her breath coming in rapid pants.
“I’m going to make you come so hard.” He tightened his fist, holding still. Control. Always control.
“I can’t hear you, Mark. Tell me what you’re doing.”
“I’m holding my cock and picturing you naked in your office, touching yourself.” He forced himself to stay still as his cock pulsed in his hand.
She moaned. “I’m not naked, but tonight I will be.”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Stroke yourself. Let me hear how turned on you are.”
He gave himself one long, slow stroke, unable to contain the groan that tore from his throat.
“That was really sexy,” Jess murmured. “Keep going.”
He did, keeping his pace painfully slow so that he could focus on Jess as she moaned and panted into the phone, the sounds more erotic than anything he’d ever experienced.
“I’m so close,” she whispered. “Are you?”
“Yes,” he gritted.
“You sound so sexy right now. Keep talking…”
“Listening to you come over the phone is going to be the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. I can’t fucking wait.”
“Oh,” she panted, and her breathing grew even more rapid. “Yes…”
“Keep going, Jess. Take your time. Make it good.”
“Mark,” she moaned, and her breath caught, “I’m coming…”
“Yes. Fuck, yes.” His balls tightened, and he stroked harder, faster, consumed by the sounds of Jess’s pleasure.
She cried out, mumbling incoherently in his ear as she found release.
Fuck.She was amazing. So sexy. So perfect. He’d only meant to listen to her come, but while he’d been focused on Jess, his fist kept going, moving at a frenzied pace to match her breathless moans, and now…“Fuck.” He lurched forward onto his knees as his own orgasm barreled into him, angling his hips so that he came into the fallen leaves carpeting the forest instead of all over his pants like a horny teenager. His balls burned, his dick pulsed, and relief poured through him.
“Wow,” she whispered breathlessly. “You really did this with me.”
