Page 63 of Score on You

Me:you

Callie:Me?

Me:it’s always you, sweetness. I’m ruled by thoughts of you. awake or not

On cue, my dick twitches in my grip. She could tell me to come, and I’d climax without hesitation. The temptation to request her permission fondles me until I’m compelled to beg. But her reply distracts me.

Callie:You think of me that often?

Me:it borders on obsession

Me:I’m desperate to give you whatever your heart desires. whether that’s kindness or protection or passion

Callie:Passion?

Me:that’s the best part imo

Me:you’re already my passion. it’s only fair that I return the favor

Callie:This is definitely beginning to sound like a dream I just had.

Me:tell me about it

Callie:I’m not sure that I can.

Me:haven’t we been over this? you can tell me anything

Callie:But this is difficult for me to talk about.

A shudder ripples through me as the possibilities assault my dirty mind. The screen goes fuzzy while I try to regain composure. It’s a struggle, especially when my hips thrust into my fist.

Callie:Did you get up?

Me:probably not in the way you mean

Callie:How else do you interpret getting up other than out of bed?

Me:very easily when you’re involved

Callie:I’m not sure I understand. Can you clarify?

Me:I’d rather show you. once you’re ready

Callie:Funny you should mention that, boyfriend. It’s actually what I wanted to discuss with you…

Me:now you need to offer more clarity

Callie:I’m ready for more… than kisses.

My focus is locked on her response. There’s static where my normal functioning is meant to be. I’m too absorbed in trying to form a proper response. That’s the only excuse for why I flinch when Callie’s gorgeous face appears on the screen. The only improvement to this sight will be once I update my background. I swipe to answer and put the call on speaker.

“Sweetness?”

“Hello, Ridge.” Her tone is a soft caress against my hard flesh.

I shiver despite the heat rushing through me. “This is a pleasant surprise.”

She hums. “I figured it was my turn to call you.”