“Hello there,” I say, trying not to swallow my tongue.
“There’s where I want to be.”
I shoot him a little smile. “We have an hour, right?”
“I’m near D.C. right now. I’m in Travilah.”
“That’s too bad.”
The dimples appear at his cheeks. “I’m about to tell these people to shove their offer and delay the crew.”
“You would do that?”
“To go over there and make you come all over my mouth, I would risk it all.” He shoots me an are-you-kidding type of smile.
I chuckle. “Don’t do that. We’ll have more chances.”
“I can make you come from here, then?”
I freeze. “What?”
But I know what he’s saying, and I want it. Badly.
“Let me make you come, Lux.”
I bite my lip. “You already did today…in the shower.”
“Diablo, I’m good.”
“Mmm-hmmm.”
“Dejame hacerte venir otra vez. Prop your phone against a pillow and let me see.”
My skin begins to tingle, and I don’t even question it. I prop my phone.
“Lux,” he groans. “I need you to be a really good girl for me. Do you know how to do that?”
I nod.
“Asi, cierra los ojos.”
I do as he says and close my eyes.
“Your left hand is my hand. Put it on your tits.” His voice vibrates through my body as I do what he says.
“Good girl. Now, your right hand is my mouth and your middle finger my tongue. Let me flick your clit, slow, easy. I have all the time in the world, and my only job is to get you off. Nada mas sientelo.”
18
Oliver
“We should be there in ten minutes.” I don’t know why I say it. Ay is buried in her phone. She doesn’t care what’s going on.
I hate that both Lux and I have been so busy this week. I haven’t been able to see her since our FaceTime session. We’ve texted. It’s been flirty but not as light as I would want. Despite the FaceTime sex, I sense hesitation on her part. Now, we’re going to hang out with Ayla without having a face-to-face talk about what happened the other night. I didn’t want to cancel or postpone this outing. It wouldn’t look good after my freakout the other night.
“Well, thank God we’re almost there, because your anxious tapping is too much.”
“Huh?”