“Sylvie.” My name brings my eyes back to his, dark pools of green flaming with need. “Lean back.”
His voice is like silk, slithering down my spine to center between my legs. “Yes, now pull those pretty panties aside and show me how wet you are.”
He’s still stroking himself, mouth parted, muscles strained. He looks absolutely stunning. My body relaxes, desire filling my blood, discarding all of my inhibitions. Starting at my stomach, my hand slowly drifts down between my legs. I feel sexy beneath his heated stare.
Beautiful.
Brave.
He watches my hand closely, licking his lips when I pull the fabric aside, holding it there, showing him what he wants.
“I’d give anything to lick you right now. I can still taste you on my lips from this morning.”
His words intensify the throb beneath my fingers as I slide them back and forth teasingly. “Linc,” I moan, bringing my other hand up to cup my breast, but it’s not the same.
I’m desperate for his touch.
Desperate for him.
“Look at me while you touch yourself, Sylvie. Tell me how it feels.”
“It feels…good, but not the same. I need you,” I pant.
“I need you too, babe. I need you to slip one of those fingers inside your pussy.” He grins and I blush, hesitating. I’ve never done anything like this before. It’s embarrassing and exhilarating all at the same time. “Finger, Sylvie.”
Biting down on my bottom lip, I push one finger inside of me on a gasp. My body warms and my breathing accelerates. I close my eyes, listening to his deep, sensual voice. “That’s it. Just like that,” he grits, his control hanging on by a thread. “Another. Push them deep, Sylvie. Fuck yourself like I would.”
Adding my ring finger to join my middle, I open my eyes to find his blazing with hunger. His mouth is in the shape of a small O, mirroring mine. Then I drop my eyes between his legs. My thrusting fingers and his stroking hand sends me hurdling over the edge. Arching my back from the bed, I clamp my thighs around my hand and turn my head into the pillow to stifle my moans.
He groans and I know he’s right there with me.
Once I’ve floated back down from my pleasure-induced high, I become conscious of where I am and what’s just happened. I quickly remove my hand from between my legs and slide my panties back into place, shifting to sit up.
“Jesus, that isthehottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says.
I agree.
In all the times I’ve touched myself, it has never felt like that. I begin to put my T-shirt back on when his voice stops me. “You okay?”
“Yeah…I was just…I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“Good. I like knowing I get to share this first with you. I wish I were there right now so I could hold you.”
“Me too.”
“I better get some shut-eye. Four a.m. is gonna come early as hell in the morning.”
“All right.”
“Sweet dreams. Love you, baby.”
“Love you, too.”
I close the screen and turn out the light, crawling beneath the covers. With a smile on my face, I snuggle the pillow he slept on last night to my chest, inhaling his familiar scent. Then I fall into a deep, deep sleep with the sweetest of dreams.
