"Soon, kitten. Slide your finger into your heat. Press in hard and fast."
"Oh God." I pressed a finger deep inside of me as my body clenched. "I love it."
"I do too. Use two this time." His breathing was off, his panting almost enough to throw me over the edge.
I obeyed and cried out. "It's too much."
"Mmmmm... I'm going to have to take my time with you, Grace. Your sweet little pussy isn't going to play nice if we're not careful."
"I want you all over me," I whimpered and went back to one finger as my orgasm built in my stomach. "I'm gonna come."
"Make it loud, Grace. Think about me, ramming into you, baby. Fucking you from behind, my hands in your hair, on your tits, my teeth against your neck, Grace. Wet me with your come, kitten. Give me what I called for."
I lifted up off the bed as I screamed his name, the world disappearing as delicious hot heat scored every inch of me. He came along with me, the deep sound of him groaning as he fucked himself hard and fast enough to leave me dizzy.
"Erik," I whispered and rolled onto my side.
"It's okay, baby. You did good. So good, Grace."
"I want you to come over."
"I'll see you tomorrow. Lick your fingers for me, kitten. Taste what I taste. Yearn for me the way I yearn for you."
"No." I smiled. "Go to hell."
He laughed. "Come with me."
I dropped the call and chucked the phone across the room as my body tingled everywhere. Hell sounded horrible... unless he was there.