Page 58 of A Simple Love

“Late at night, when I was alone and feeling needy,” she replied. “I would close my eyes and remember us. Remember how we learned together. How beautiful you were. Your cock was always so amazing. It felt so good inside me. I always loved how you tasted too.”

My erection kicked up so hard, I almost came right then and there. Jesus, she was turning me on.

“Last night, you said you hadn’t had sex with another person in twelve years. How did you satisfy those needs?” I paused. “Do you have a toy hidden in your bedside table?” I asked with a growl in my voice.

“No.” There was a beat of silence. “I keep it in my dresser.”

I suddenly wasn’t tired anymore. I was ravenous—for her. “Get it.”

“Oliver.”

“Get it, lie on your bed, and let me help you. Let me talk you through it, my lovely. I can hear it in your voice. You need it. You need me.” I yanked down my sweats, stroking my cock, feeling pretty fucking needy myself.

“Okay,” she whispered.

“Good girl.”

Kassie

I felt nervous, yet strangely excited, as I followed Oliver’s instructions. I lay on my bed, hearing his deep breathing on the phone.

“I’m here.”

“Is Bob with you?” he teased lightly.

“Jack,” I corrected.

“Jack?” he repeated.

“As in Jack Hammer.”

His fast inhale of air made me smile. “He’s got nothing on you,” I assured him. “But he took the edge off.”

“We’ll take the edge off tonight, but tomorrow, you’re all mine,” he responded. “Turn on your video.”

I fumbled in the dim light but did as he asked. His face filled my frame. “Hello, my lovely,” he rasped. “You are so beautiful. But lose the camisole.”

I sat up and drew it over my head slowly. He groaned. “Your tits are spectacular. Always have been. Touch them for me.”

I lay back and cupped my breast, making sure to hold the phone so he could see, I pinched my stiff nipple, moaning a little as I pretended it was him. His hands. His mouth.

He made a low sound in his chest. “More,” he demanded. “I want to see more. Show me all of you.”

I felt shy but empowered as I lowered the phone, hoping I was getting the right angle for him. I opened my legs, and he groaned. “You’re already turned on. Perfect.”

“Your voice does that,” I whispered. “It always did when we were together. I used to get wet just listening to you.”

“Fuck,” he muttered. “I wish I were there.”

Then he narrowed his eyes. “Show me Jack.”

I held up my vibrator, and he smirked. “No wonder you prefer me, my lovely. Your Jack is lacking my girth. And length.”

“It was all I could find that didn’t scare me.”

He chuckled. “I’ll fuck you properly tomorrow. We’ll make do tonight. Now, I want you to touch yourself. Roll to the side and prop up the phone, and let me see.”

I quickly did what he said, making sure not to jar my back. I opened my legs and slid my free hand to my pussy, touching it. I was wet. Hot. I jerked a little as my fingers touched my clit, and I moaned.