Page 22 of Love on the Line

He chuckled, sending a zing right throughher that pulsed at her sex. AJ squirmed and felt moisture flood her panties. Shecouldn’t help the moan that drifted from her mouth.

“God, AJ, those noises you make drive mecrazy.”

She snickered. “Well, then we’re even.”

“Is that so?”

“Do you want to know the first thing thatwent through my mind when you first spoke?”

“I’m not sure. Do I?”

“I thought, that’s definitely a voice madefor phone sex, and then wondered if people even do that anymore. I mean, notthat that was the purpose of our call. Considering I wasn’t even the one whocalled. Jeez.”

“You sound a little flustered,” he teased.

“You have no idea,” she mumbled.

“Oh, I think I do. Every night I’veimagined your voice whispering to me as your lips journey over my skin. It’sbeen nearly impossible not to imagine your eyes staring into mine. Or your hairfeeling like silk in my hands.” AJ groaned as Mathias continued. “Or how yourbody would be more welcoming than my hand as I orgasm.”

“Oh God, Mathias.”

“I bet you’re wet and swollen, aren’t you,Amelia Jane?”

“Yes,” she managed, imagining hisperfectly muscled body atop her, slowly torturing her with his movements.

“You’ve thought about me too, haven’tyou?”

“How could I not?” AJ was done holdingback. Of course, maybe the boldness came from the security of anonymity,knowing she could do or say whatever she wanted because there were nopreconceived notions between them. “Your voice is so sexy, and confidence oozesfrom you. I’ve imagined your large hands roaming my body, easily palming mybreasts. I’ve imagined your warm mouth on my skin. I’ve imagined—”

“Jesus, AJ, I’m ready to explode justlistening to you.”

“And I’m on the verge of climaxing, oneflick across my clit and I’m sure I’d shatter.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, his voice a rumble ashe drew out the word.

“Are you hard, Mathias? Is your handwrapped around your cock, wishing it was my pussy swallowing you up?”

“Fuck, I love those words coming out ofyour sweet mouth. Hell, I wish that mouth was wrapped around my hard cock, buttonight my hand will have to do. There’s no way this hard-on I’m about to fistwill subside otherwise.”

AJ whimpered and couldn’t stop her handfrom slipping into her panties, feeling the slickness between her folds.

“Tell me your hand is on your pussy. Tellme how wet and swollen you are,” he ground out.

“So wet, so swollen,” she saidbreathlessly. “Stroke yourself and imagine being buried deep inside me. Myjuices bathe your cock and my pussy squeezes you tight. Fuck, I wish I had avibrator. My fingers aren’t nearly enough to fill me.” Mathias nearly choked inher ear as AJ pulled her hand from her panties and hastily rid her lower bodyof her clothes. She had to spread her legs and open herself as wide as shecould while she imagined Mathias’s body wedging itself in place.

“Don’t stop talking, AJ, tell me whatyou’re doing.” His raspy voice spurred her on, eliciting delightfully naughtyvisions.

“I had to take off my shorts and panties. Ineeded my legs spread wide. My fingers are in my pussy and I’m pumping my hips,imagining youth-thrusting inside me.” More whimpersand gasps escaped as her thumb scraped over her clit.

“Yeah, I can feel your wet pussy bathe me,scorch me, squeeze the orgasm out of me. So close, AJ. Rub your clit, makeyourself come. Fuck, I’m so close, I want to hear you scream when I come.”

AJ removed her fingers from her pussy andfuriously rubbed her clit. Gasps alternated with moans as she felt herselfgetting tighter and tighter, closer to falling apart.

“Oh fuck, Mathias, fuck.”

“That’s it, give it to me. Let me hearyou. Tell me you wish I was there fucking you right now.”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, I wish your cockwas fucking my pussy so hard right now.”

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