Page 15 of Wrapped Up in Holly

“God, I miss you so fucking much.” Then he let out that familiar sound from the back of his throat. The one he always made whenever we were intimate. “I’m hard for you.”

I cushioned my head against my pillow, absently tracing my collarbone with my fingers. “You are?”

“Of course. I’m always hard for you. But I want to make you wet, too.”

I swallowed thickly. We’d never done this either.

“You want to get wet for me?” he rasped.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Pretend I’m there with you.”

“Okay,” I whispered and wiggled further down the mattress, bending my knees, the heels of my feet on top of the covers.

“I want you to lick your fingers and tug on your nipples. Pretend it’s me kissing them, licking them.”

I did as I was told and licked my thumb and index finger then dragged them over my chest to one of my nipples, tugging on it. “What are you doing?”

“What do you want me to do?”

I moved to my other nipple, twisting and pinching it. “I want you to touch yourself.”

“How?”

“Soft. Like when I tease you and kiss your thighs.”

He groaned, and I imagined him in bed with me. All those times he’d pulled me over him so my hips were over his face and my mouth was between his legs.

“I’m thinking about when we sixty-nine,” he said, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Me, too.”

He chuckled. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Now,” he said all business, “I want you to lick your fingers again and touch your clit. Circles like I do with my tongue. I think you need a reminder of who your pussy belongs to, huh?”

I hummed, unable to answer, my mouth dry.

“It’s been too long. I don’t want you to forget,” he said. “Now touch yourself.”

With my phone on speaker, I kept one hand on my breast and moved the other between my legs.

“Are you wet?” he asked, and I couldn’t believe that I was already.

“Yeah.”

“I’m so goddamn hard for you.”

“Make your palm wet,” I told him. “Lick it or use something. Pretend it’s my mouth on you.”

“There’s nothing like your mouth,” he said, but he must’ve been touching himself because he let out another throaty sound. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on you. I’m gonna eat you out for hours.”

“Mmm. Sounds good.”

“Slip your fingers into my pussy. Slide them in and out.”

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