Maybe it’s time to change things up. It’s time to get sexy instead of staying bland.
Me: Fine, what did you have in mind exactly?
Joker: This is me doing my happy dance ??
Joker: We don’t have to show each other anything. That part
can wait. But maybe we can rub one out together. If that
doesn’t make us sleepy, nothing will.
Me: I can do that… I think.
Joker: No pressure. Seriously.
He probably doesn’t think I notice how careful he is with me. I am pretty sure he wouldn’t be if Leo hadn’t hurt me. I can see Calvin being pretty dominant.
Me: Let’s do it.
Instead of getting a text back, he calls me.
“I thought we were sexting,” I say when I answer.
“I thought about it, but I’d rather hear you groaning. I’ve already had first-hand experience with that sound.”
My face becomes inflamed. I’d been so embarrassed when I made that sound during our kiss. If I blush at a noise, how the hell am I going to have phone sex without combusting?
“You there, Tiger?”
“Yeah, I’m desperately trying to recover from being a vanilla expert.”
He chuckles and says, “As I said before, there’s nothing wrong with vanilla, but we don’t have to do this.”
“No, I want to, but you start.”
I rush out of bed and lock my bedroom door in case someone decides to wake up in the middle of the night and come to my room.
“Get naked,” he says on the phone. “One day we’ll do this onFaceTime.”
“Oh, god…”
“What are you wearing? Let me guess… Uhm, pajama bottoms and a T-shirt.”
“I’m so predictable.” I didn’t mean to sound so whiny.
“Predictable is trustworthy and dependable.”
I literally melt at his words. Every time I get a flicker of insecurity, he snuffs it out like a candle.
“I’mlying here in my bed, and I’m already naked. Mmm…” he groans. “My legs are spread, and I’m fisting my cock, slowly stroking myself.”
I throw my phone onto the bed, scramble out of my clothes, jump back into bed, and grab my phone again. “Okay, I’m naked.”
“What a good tiger you are.”
“You didnotjust say that.”
“You know I did, and I’ll say it a hundred more.”
