My heart is beating so hard it feels like it could crack my ribs. This is where things get tricky. I’ve done it all. Multiple times, with various partners. But the idea of sharing Tally with anyone lights a rage fire in my veins.
“You can be honest.” I mean it, even if the truth will gut me.
“Um, well…” Her words blend together in a rush. “Mostly when I picture the scene, and I’m the heroine, I imagine that it’s…two of you.”
“Two of me?” I repeat.
“Yes,” she whispers.
My relief is overwhelming. It’s unfair considering my history. “I want to give you all the experiences, kitten. You know that, right?”
“Yeah. Yes. I know that,” she whispers.
“Good.” I clear my throat. “But I need to be very clear about something, okay, Tally?”
“Okay.” Rustling comes through the line.
“Anything you want to try, we can.”
She whimpers softly.
“But when it comes to you and me, I want it to just be us. I know that’s unbalanced. I don’t want to be shared by you, Tally. I want to be yours, and that means there will not be a person who touches you who isn’t me,” I promise.
“I don’t want anyone but you,” she assures me.
“Good. That’s good.” It heals something deeply broken inside me to hear that from her. “I don’t want anyone but you either.”
“I just want to be what you need,” she whispers.
“You’re everything, kitten. I can’t get enough of you.” I’m utterly consumed by her. When I’m not with her, I’m thinking about her. I dream about her constantly. I want to start and end every day with her.
She makes a soft sound, and it echoes my relief. Her sheets rustle again.
“What’s going on, Talls?” I crave the intimacy of openness with her. I want her implicit trust, her confidence, so she can share all her secrets and desires.
“I don’t know. I’m…achy. I miss you. I wish you were here and I could touch you, instead of being a plane ride away.”
“You need some relief?”
She sighs. “You can’t dry fuck me from another province.”
“No, but I can talk you through it,” I offer. “If that’s something you want.”
“Like…phone sex?” Her voice wavers with excitement and something else. Maybe uncertainty.
“Would you like that? My voice in your ear, guiding you while you touch yourself?”
She inhales sharply, and exhales on a shudder. “I, uh…I haven’t…it’s not something I’ve done before,” she admits.
“I get another first with you, then.” I covet every new experience with Tally. “But only if you want to try it.”
“Okay. Yes…yes, please,” she whispers.
“If it doesn’t work for you, you just tell me, okay?”
“Okay.”
I grin and put her on speakerphone, so I have my hands free. “What are you wearing?”
