“Move your hand between your legs and slip it into your panties.”
“I’m not wearing panties.”
“Fuck,” I groaned into the room. I was going to burst way too quickly at the thought of the image of her.
“My girl is naughty. Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“That’s my good girl. Tell me you’re soaked. I need you to be soaked.”
“Yes. I am.”
My head fell back against the headboard when I read her words. Out of all the texts I’d gotten before, that one was the best of all. Raven was drenched because of me. I quickly typed a reply, launching into full send on the conversation.
“Good job, baby. Move your fingers up and down your dripping pussy and then rub that needy clit for me.”
Chapter Eleven
Raven
This was crazy.I was sexting a voice actor, who was also my client and getting myself off to it. I hadn’t done anything this unhinged for a long time. It felt great. The situation had me so turned on I almost didn’t need to touch myself.
I had been wet between my legs since I’d gotten the photo. It was the definition of sexy. A dress shirt, rings, masculine-veined hands. I even spotted a chain around his neck. It was the hottest photo I’d seen, mainly because it was a glimpse of the man behind the voice—and he was talking tome.
When he told me to rub my clit, I was done for. I could barely type because my fingers on my pussy were giving me such sweet relief. “It’s so good,” I texted.
“That’s it, baby. Keep going.”
I hadn’t known someone calling me baby could be so hot. For once, I was enjoying being told what to do. “Yes.”
“You’re going to wait to come until I say so, all right?” Fuck. I knew this man would be good, from the words I’d heard him say in his content, but this was somehow even better. Probably because he was talking directly to me.
“Okay.”
“I prefer ‘Yes sir.’”
I giggled. He was also stereotypical, but it aroused me even more. “ Yes, sir.” I couldn’t help adding a bit of facetiousness.
“I might have to spank you for that one.”
“You would have to catch me first.”
“Fuck, babe. You better be close to coming, because you being a brat is going to make me lose it.”
“I’m really close. You can chase me anytime.”
“Goddammit, baby. Come for me.”
My body had a mind of its own. It was tuned to whatever he said, even in a text message. As soon as I read the words, a tremor built at the base of my spine. My orgasm crashed into me hard, making my legs shake with convulsions. I came for so long I reached a new record.
Once I returned to my body, I took a few minutes to regain my composure and took a quick trip to the bathroom. I searched for my phone in the sheets, which I’d dropped at the height of ecstasy, and unlocked the screen to see three new messages.
“Fuck. Please tell me you came just as hard as I did.”
“Baby?”
“Babe, are you all right?”
