Page 125 of Unrivaled Love
“Yeah, yeah, hi.” He says. “Fuck I want to touch you so bad.”
"Well, what if you talked me through what you'd do if you were here?" I give him a little shrug and the sheet slips off my chest an inch.
"You want me to tell you how to touch yourself? Can I touch myself too?"
"Aren't you in your car?"
"Yeah but, shit, you’re beautiful.” He wipes his hand down his face as he struggles with his desire. “If we start messing around I might come in my pants."
"Okay then, it's only fair."
"Yes." He cheers as he lifts up to slide his joggers down his hips. I catch a little glimpse of his cock and I bite my lip. This is the wildest thing I've ever done. "Okay Killer, start with those tits I love so much. Cup them, squeeze them, and then roll your nipples between your fingers."
"Oh, yes." I whimper as my hands find my sensitive skin. "Oh, Bryson, I wish you were here."
"I know baby, I know. But you're going to listen to me and get off to myvoice."
"Yes."
"Are you wet, baby?" He asks and I can feel how aroused I am between my thighs but I slide a finger down anyways. When it feels coated I pull it up and show him.
"So wet." I report.
"Oh fuck. Lick your finger Jo." I pull my finger into my mouth and experience my taste. I hum in satisfaction. "You're delicious aren't you?"
"It's, like, tangy." I tell him and he inhales deeply.
"Your pussy is the best thing I've ever tasted. I can't wait to put my mouth on you again."
"Oh Bryson, I want that so bad."
"Do you have a toy nearby?"
"Yeah."
"Get it. Turn it on low."
I reach into the drawer and pull out the clit sucker he sent me. I get it into place and turn it on and the sensation on my already swollen flesh sends my hips up into the air.
"Oh god, Bryson, I'm already so close."
"Me too Jo, me too. Fuck, I miss you so much. Use your fingers to caress your neck and chest. Gently, just enough to tease you as you climb higher and higher from the toy."
I breathe in. "Okay." I breathe out. "Okay."
“Fuck, you're stunning." He struggles to get the words out and I can hear the jerk of his hand on his flesh. "Jo my dick is so hard.”
"Show me."
He pulls his phone out of the holder and tilts it down so I can see how he's stroking himself. He's only using his thumb and index finger for short, swift pumps.
"Fucking grip your cock Bryson. Be rough with him. I want him begging for me and my touch."
"Shit Jo. He's so mad it's my hand and not yours. Or your pussy."
"Or my mouth." I tell him and he groans.
"Yes, your mouth." He throws his head back and I watch the muscles in his neck and jaw flex. "Fuck, I'm so close, Josie. Turn up the toy."
