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“Good. Now close your eyes. Slide your hand into that warm water and find that swollen bud of yours.”

I closed my eyes and did as he instructed. Orgasm wasn’t generally easy for me—not with a man and not alone. It happened maybe fifty percent of the time. But the electric bolt that shot through my body as I spread my legs and touched my clit told me tonight was going to fall on the winning side of that ratio.

“Rub a small circle.” Brock groaned. “God, you’re so damn sexy. I can’t wait to put your legs over my shoulders and bury my face between them. I’m going to make your body tremble until you come on my tongue and then drink every last drop of your sweetness.”

I rubbed faster and harder, imagining exactly what he’d said.

“Slip your finger inside, sweetheart. Only one.”

I parted my flesh and began to finger myself. It felt good, but I needed more. I was tempted to add a finger or two. The bubbles were blocking the view, so Brock wouldn’t know. Yet I controlled myself and pumped in and out with only one finger.

“I wish I was there with you right now. I’d straddle your face while you touched yourself. Grab a fistful ofyour hair in my hand, and fuck your mouth and throat until I heard you gag.”

“Oh God.”

“You like that?”

I nodded. “I need more, Brock…”

“Slip another finger in, then another. Fill it up, just like I’m going to do with that tight pussy.”

My fingers pumped faster, and my breaths barely kept up.

“Gorgeous. My cock’s inside you, and you’re so tight, so fucking wet. I’m about to explode. I can feel you swelling all around me, gripping me like a fist.”

I felt the orgasm building with every word Brock spoke. My mind focused on nothing but the ferocious need to break free. The building could’ve burned down around me, and I wouldn’t have been able to stop.

“Come, sweetheart. Let it all go.”

I climaxed nearly violently, my body shaking and twitching through every pulse-pounding wave. It was the most intense orgasm of my life, and the man who gave it to me hadn’t even touched me yet. My chest heaved up and down as I struggled to catch my breath. “Brock…”

He cleared his throat. “Yeah, Red?”

My eyes fluttered open, and I felt a lazy smile creep over my face. I looked at the phone for the first time since we’d started. “That was crazy good.”

He smiled. “I’m glad. Stay in the bath and relax for a while now, yeah?”

“I think I’ll do that.”

He winked. “’Night, beautiful.”

“’Night, Lumberjack.”

“Call me tomorrow after family day ends. Okay?”

“I will.”

After we disconnected, I expected the reminder of what tomorrow would bring to tense me back up. But not even that could wake my sated body. I was too consumed with what I’d just done.If video sex was that good, I can’t wait to experience the real thing with this man.

CHAPTER 12

February

I couldn’t stop rubbing my hands together as we sat down.

My father pointed his eyes to my lap. “The first time I remember you wringing your hands like that was the sixth-grade spelling bee.”

My brows pulled together. “You weren’t at the spelling bee.”

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