Page 59 of A Simple Love

“Harder, baby,” he encouraged. “Pretend those are my fingers touching you. Teasing you. Remember last night in the shower? The way my mouth worked you? How my tongue fucked you? The way my fingers felt deep inside, stroking you?”

“Oliver,” I whimpered, thinking exactly of how it had felt last night. The way he’d used his fingers and mouth together to bring me ecstasy. I moved my fingers faster, circling my clit, spreading the wetness around.

“Use your toy.”

I turned it on, swirling it around my pussy, then slowly inserted it. I shut my eyes at the sensation. It wasn’t Oliver, but it felt good. His voice filled my room. “Fuck yourself, baby. Show me.”

I flicked the switch to the next setting, letting it do its thing. I played with my clit as the vibrator pumped in and out, a steady rhythm that made me groan and arch my back.

“You are so fucking sexy, Kassie,” he groaned. “My cock is so hard just from watching you.”

“Pretend it’s my mouth,” I replied, opening my eyes and meeting his fierce gaze. “You always loved my mouth on you. Sucking and teasing your big cock.”

“Jesus,” he groaned. I knew he was working himself, and his movements sped up. “I do love your mouth. I love the fact that it’s only ever been my cock in your mouth. Your tight little pussy. They’re both mine. All fucking mine.”

“You have me wet and aching right now.” I gasped as I shifted, the angle more intense. “Oh God, Oliver.”

“Yes, say my name. Scream it when you come. Turn Jack to the highest setting and fly for me. Let me hear you come.”

I cried out as the sensation became overwhelming, the feeling of the vibrator intense and constant. His whispered dirty words. My clit pulsed, a firm, aching nub under my fingers. Oliver groaned, a long, low exhale of air, followed by my name.

“Fuck, Kassie, baby. I can’t—” His voice became garbled, lost in a long release of gratification.

I dropped the phone as my body locked down, and I came. Hard, strong waves of pleasure rushed through me, Oliver’s voice still echoing in my head, the orgasm taking away my breath and throwing me into a world of bright lights that exploded behind my eyes.

Until the frenzy was over and my body stilled. I shut off the vibrator, tossing it aside and curling into a small ball on my bed, suddenly feeling alone and vulnerable.

“Kassie,” Oliver crooned my name. “Pick up the phone, lovely.”

I fumbled for it, picking it up. He was there, his face concerned. “Are you okay?”

“I’ve never done anything like that.”

“That was one of the hottest things I have ever seen,” he replied. “Thank you for trusting me.”

I sighed, feeling tired.

“You were incredible,” he assured me. “So beautiful. Don’t be embarrassed or regret it.”

“I don’t,” I assured him. “It just feels odd.”

“But good, right?”

“Yes.” It did.

“Then why do you look upset?”

I bit my lip then let the words out. “Because you’re not here to hold me.”

“Kassie,” he murmured. “I will be—tomorrow. I promise. It may be later in the evening, but I’ll come to you.”

“Okay.”

“Will you sleep?”

“Yes. Will you?”

He laughed. “Once I clean up, yes.”