Page 12 of His Secure Embrace
“What makes that pussy cum? Filling her up or rubbing her?” he asked.
I giggled. “I’ve never been asked that before. Honestly, I’ve never been the type of girl to enjoy putting fingers or dildos in myself. I don’t mind my partner doing it though.”
“Good to know. How do you plan to get that nut for me, baby? Are you going to rub your clit or grab one of your toys? I know you got a rose toy, yeah?”
“How do you want me to please myself, sir?” I asked in return.
He inhaled a deep breath before he released it slowly. “You gon’ drive me crazy. I can tell already. I want you to rub your clit real slow for me. I want you to tell me which fingers you choose to circle that throbbing clit.”
“Mmm. I . . . I’m using my middle and ring fingers to rub my clit . . . real slow.”
“Good. I want you to spread your legs and let those juices flow from your pussy. I want to hear your cum squirting from that pretty mothafucka.”
My legs shook as I increased the pace of my rubs.
“Did I tell you to speed up?” he asked in a voice that almost mimicked a growl.
My pussy jumped with excitement. “Well, no, but I’m close.”
“I don’t care. Slow down. Let that nut build until you naturally go over the edge. Don’t speed up that orgasm. It’ll be more intense if you wait it out.”
“But I need to nut now, baby,” I whined.
“Naw, I don’t wanna hear none of that. Rub that clit slow and let that cum build in your core. I want you quaking and quivering before you release.”
“J-James.”
“I hear you, baby. I love the way you sound as you near your climax.”
It was so intriguing to listen to James, hood in appearance, speak so nasty. It was like I was listening to one of my favorite BriAnn Danae audiobooks in real life. My body quaked as the pleasure built in my core. My lips parted as my back slowly arched.
“I’m close . . .”
“Let me hear your climax, beautiful. Let me hear how good that nut sounds coming out of that juicy ass pussy.”
“Oh, James!” I cried out as my body released one of the most powerful orgasms I’d ever experienced. A thin layer of sweat coated my body as my juices sprayed all over the towel I’d put down.
“Was that better than an apology?” he asked cheekily.
“Boy, fuck you.”
“In due time, my love. Clean yourself up and get some sleep.”
“Mmmkay.” I yawned as I lazily grabbed an end of the towel to clean myself up. One minute we were talking and the next, I was out.
When my eyes opened the next morning, I was confused and disoriented. My body was spent and dried up slobber presented itself on the side of my mouth. I chuckled as I picked up myphone and noticed the device was dead. I shook my head as memories of the night before replayed in my mind.
James.
That man . . .
If he had the power to talk me through a nut with just his sexy ass words, what would he do to me when we finally linked in real life? The thought fueled me to get up and send him a text. I sat up and reached onto the bedside table to plug in my phone onto the charger. Within a few moments, my notifications were going crazy. Everyone was worried about me. My heart skipped with love.
I opened the text thread from my girls first.
TAVA:
I know your location ain’t disappear. Let me find out you really are hiding in that man bushes.
