“You gripped my hips and made me ride your face.” As I set the scene, I turn my toy back on, closing my eyes as I move it over my throbbing clit. “Mm, I want your tongue inside me again.”
“You gonna come with me?”
“Yes,” I answer hoarsely. “It feels so good.”
“Gonna eat your pussy until you’re dripping down my chin.” The sound he makes is sinful. “I’m close.”
I bite my lip, straining my ears to listen to the muted noises of his hand stroking his cock. Tipping my head back against the wall, I moan. He chokes out a garbled curse that sets off my orgasm.
“Shit. I’m coming. You coming with me, baby?”
“Yes.”
It’s just as hot to come together over the phone as it was when he went down on me with my vibrator the other day.
A laugh leaves me when I recover first. “That was my first time having phone sex.”
“Did you like it?” He sounds sleepy and relaxed after coming.
“Yeah.”
“We can do it again while I’m on the road if you want.”
I grin, rinsing off before getting out of the shower. “Are you saying you want a booty call?”
“It’s a definite perk of having a girlfriend.” He chuckles. “Now I see why there are some guys on the team that spend hours shut up in their rooms on the phone with their girls.”
“Uh huh,” I tease. “You’re going to be late. Aren’t you supposed to leave?”
“I’m cleaning up now.” The tap runs in the background while he washes his hands. “Shit.”
“What’s wrong?”
“My cock is still hard. You got me too worked up with that hot little fantasy of yours.”
The corners of my eyes crinkle. “Not sorry.”
“I can hear you grinning.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, and it’s fucking hot.”
Warmth spirals through me. “Easton?”
“Yeah?”
“Good luck. I have work during the game, but I’ll check the score.”
“Thanks, baby. You know I’ll be lighting up the lamp for you.”
I huff in amusement. “See you tomorrow.”
“Can’t wait. I’ll text you. Have a good shift at the farm.”
Later at work, I’m in an awesome mood that’s kept me smiling all day. Though it’s chilly out now that winter has truly set in with the start of December, an ember glowing from within me keeps the dreary cold at bay. For the first time in a long while, it feels like everything in my life is going great.
Grandpa called on my walk to the farm sounding better than he has in months. His voice was clear and strong while we made plans for when I go back home for winter break. Hearing him sounding so healthy soothes my constant worries about his health.
