Page 7 of Attracted to A Savage

"I was," I answered groggily.

"Get up, Ma," His voice was low, and I immediately knew what he was calling me for by his tone.

I took a second to gather myself before I brought the phone to my face and looked at the camera. My hair was wild; my scarf had come off through the night, and it was scattered all over my head.

"You look so pretty." He said, making me blush.

"Thank you. What do you need, Kairo?"

"I need you. I watched these videos a million times. Now I need to see you live in action," he said lowly.

This last month, talking to Kairo has taken me back to my younger years. He was bringing back a part of me that I had long since lost while I was married. He was bringing excitement and spice back into my life. On any given night, I was having phone sex and making videos for him to watch. Those are the types of things my husband never liked. Meanwhile, Ro had me in front of the phone camera as if content creation were my profession.

I looked at him blankly. A smile spread across his face, and his teeth were illuminated in the darkness of his cell. The fact that this man woke me up and thought I was supposed to be aroused on command immediately was a reminder of our age difference. Tee-Tee had to warm up like a car in the winter.

I fixed my hair as I looked into the camera, and my favorite part of Ro came into view. If there was nothing else I had figured out that I liked, it was to see him stroking himself. It was erotic, and every time he did it, I wanted to lick the screen. It had been a month since I had felt him buried inside of me, but I didn't want to raise any suspicions. As much as I would like to skip into the jail every day and let him have his way with me, I knew better. These phone sessions would have to do until I could get the real thing again.

Watching as his hands glided up and down his dick, it didn't take very long at all for the throbbing in my middle to be awakened. Instinctively, my hands found my entrance as I rubbed my bud gently. I let out a low moan, and he realized that I was pleasing myself.

"Let me watch you baby." He moaned. I was happy to grant his wish. Turning the camera, I let him watch as my fingers carefully strummed my clit. My eyes closed as I cooed in unison with the sounds of my wetness and his grunting. I had yet to speak; the feeling of my hands working magic erased any thoughts that I may have held.

"I want you to bend over and show me Cash." He demanded. I knew that he was almost over the edge.

Raising from my back, I put my phone against the headboard and turned toward the foot of the bed, giving him a complete view of my ass and pussy. Knees apart, I reached between my legs again and continued the X-rated show that I was starring in for him. My moans increased.

"You almost there?" He asked.

"Yes," I confirmed for him.

"Then put two fingers in that pussy and cum for me." He coached. I did as I was told. Slowly, I slipped one of my fingers into me and then another. Skillfully, I worked them in and out, as I sang in pleasure.

"You there?" He asked.

"Damn, Ro. Yes!" I cried as I continued to bring myself to a release.

"Shit, Cash!" He grunted as he released as well. I flopped on my belly, winded and still sleepy from being woken up. I knew that after this session, I was guaranteed a good night's sleep. Getting up from the bed, I grabbed the phone and walked into the bathroom to take another shower. My inner thighs were wet and sticky as I walked.

"You didn't have to get up; I was enjoying the view I had," he said, chuckling. I shook my head at him as I put my phone in the clear holder on the wall and showered really quickly.

"Ro, if you keep me up all night, how will I have the energy to fight the case?" I scoffed.

"Yeah, you're right. You'll need all the energy you can stand when I come home." He said as he smirked at me. I smiled and continued to shower before grabbing my towel and returning to bed. Ro was dangerous, and the worst part about it was that I had one week until his trial. It would only be a matter of time before he was home in the flesh.

6

KAIRO

"Hello," Cash said into the phone, her voice was always so subtle and sweet.

"What's up, my baby?" I asked as I took a seat on the bottom bunk.

"Hi, Ro," I could hear her walking, and I knew that she was outside.

"What you got going on early this morning?" I questioned.

"I have a meeting later at the prosecutor's office, so I'm going to grab something light from the smoothie place. I'm not in the mood for a big breakfast."

I heard a nigga in her background, and I didn't even acknowledge what she had said.

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