Page 14 of She's Mine

“Oh, that’s…that’s a good, um…statement. It works.”

“Does it? Does it work for you? Why don’t you just tell me some of the things you find hot, and we’ll talk about those things.”

“I…I don’t know what I think is hot. I…guess…”

“Oh please. I know you read those books my sister reads. I’ve bought them for her before.”

“Really?”

“She was sick. I figured she would appreciate one of them. She told me to get the dirtiest one I could find because the dirtier the better. So don’t tell me you don’t know what turns you the fuck on, Bea. Tell me which book got you wet, baby.”

I can practically see her blush over the phone and my own cock twitches. It’s not gone down since…well since I first saw Bea walking around in nothing but my shirt that hit her about mid-thigh.

“Um…I guess…well, there’s this one thing…” My ears perk up and I am laser-focused on her next words. “I kind of always wanted to…you know, find out what it would be like if I were on my hands and knees.”

I breathe through my teeth and try to remind myself to keep calm so I don’t freak her out, “Say that again, Bea. I didn’t hear all of it.”

“I’ve always…wanted to find out what it would be like to be…taken on my hands and knees.”

“Oh baby.” I can’t hold back the groan her words cause, “You want to be taken doggie-style.”

“Oh sweet…I don’t think it’s called that in the books.”

“Really? What do they call it then?”

Silence meets me for the space of several heartbeats. “You know…I think they just mention the woman being flipped over on her hands and knees. Even though everyone realizes exactly what it is.”

“And that’s the way you want to be taken?”

More silence meets my question but this time I don’t like it.

“Tell me, Bea. Tell me you want me to put you on your hands and knees, honeybee.”

“I…want you to put me on my hands and knees.”

“Use my name, sweetheart.”

“I want you to put me on my hands and knees…Bear.”

“Son of a bitch, honeybee! That is the hottest thing I have ever fucking heard. You know, I could still eat that little pussy if you were on your hands and knees, baby. I would be able to see everything I was eating too.”

“Oh gosh.”

“I would put you on the bed, the same bed you saw when I was showing you around, and then I could look my fill of that sweet, soft little ass and the silky little lips that just beg for me to put my mouth on.”

“Oh…God!”

“Does that make you hot, sweet, little Bea? Do you like the thought of me being able to see your dripping little pussy and your tightly-furled little secret hole?’

“Bear!” Oh yeah, I really like making Bea say my name in that shocked way she has. “Oh my God! You…you’re…”

“Baby, if you were mine, there’s not a place on your little body I wouldn’t touch, kiss, lick, or fuck! And that little asshole wouldn’t be any safer than your little pussy.”

“Bear! I…”

“I bet you would love it. I bet I could make you love it. You’d look fucking beautiful with that back arched, and my hands sunk deep in your hair while my dick is sinking into all that softness you keep hidden for just the right person. What do you think, baby? You think you’d like someone coming in and pushing you down to take you like that?”

I’ve never been as dirty as I am with her and instead of calling me out on it, she gives me a low moan that makes me want to take it further. God, I wish I was there with her so I could demonstrate instead of just verbally driving her crazy. If she wasn’t worried about my sister so much I would already be at her door, banging to be let in. It’s the only thing keeping me away from her tonight. But it won’t always be a problem like it is now. And then my little honeybee won’t have anywhere to run from me. Nowhere at all.

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