Page 120 of The Game Plan
I do. With my first two fingers, I run them down my opening, circling my entrance and gathering my arousal before spreading it across my clit.
“Mmm,” I moan. “I’d beg you to touch me. To tease me until I was dripping all over your hand. Then I’d ask you to lick up my mess.” I continue circling my bundle of nerves, dipping lower to tease my entrance.
“Fuck, Peach. Such a filthy mouth on such a beautiful woman.” The phone jostles again, and I know it’s from him jerking himself. I’ve never been more jealous of a hand. “I wish I were there, baby. My hands on you. Tracing every delicious curve. Worshipping every inch. You’re mine, Sav.”
My lips widen as I stare through the screen at my husband. How does he always know what to say?
“If you were here, I’d ride your face as your beard left marks on the inside of my thighs. The perfect mix of pain and pleasure. I’d come over and over because it’s been so long.” A soft breath leaves my lips as the sensation builds in my belly.
“I’d suck on that clit until it was swollen and aching. Every touch would have you begging for release.”
“Oh god,” I whimper.
“Don’t come yet,” Grant demands, and my head snaps at the camera. His chest is rising and falling, and I know he’s as worked up as I am. “Reach into your nightstand and pull out your vibrator. Prop me up between your legs so I can watch you come like a good girl.”
I do as I’m told. I reach for his pillow and prop the phone up.
“Do you know how much I’ve thought about this moment? Just you, me…and that body I adore,” he whispers while I reach for my vibrator. “I’ve been dreaming about it for weeks, wife. So perfect. Sofuckingmine.”
“I’m not going to last long,” I say, adjusting my pillow and giving me the perfect angle to make myself come for my husband.
“That’s okay, baby. Neither am I.”
I smile shyly, playing with my nipples as I wait for direction.
“Take one out. Let me see you play with those perfect tits.”
Dipping my hand beneath the cup, I slip the fabric down. My boob bounces free and the cool air mixed with my arousal pebbles my nipples instantly. “Good girl. Now turn your vibrator on, play with your pussy while you pinch your nipple the way you like. God, I wish I were there to taste you.”
I run my fingers through my slit before bringing my hand to my mouth. Grant watches with wide eyes as I suck the digits. Swirling my tongue, I lick myself off my fingers before popping my hand free.
“Yeah, you’re missing out,” I tell him breathily.
He lets out a feral growl that I’m sure his entire floor can hear. “Savannah, I’m going to come. Fuck, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Now be a good girl and come for me.”
I flick on the power button and bring my pink vibrator to my pussy. Pressing the toy against my clit, I tweak my nipple, letting out a guttural moan. “Oh God, Grant!”
“That’s it, baby.”
With my body pulsing with arousal, I run the toy up and down my slit, circling my entrance and wishing my husband were here to fill me. “Are you ready for more, Sav?”
I nod eagerly. “Yes!”
“Slide your toy inside your perfect little cunt.”
I do as I’m told, sliding the toy inside me slowly. It’s torturous.
“Good girl, Peach. God, I wish that were me. You’re taking that vibrator so well.”
I begin pumping the toy in and out, imagining it’s my husband’s cock stroking my walls. My orgasm is building as mylegs writhe beneath me. It feels so good. I close my eyes, tilting my head back and rocking my hips forward. The vibration spurs me on as I seek my release.
“Ar-are you close, Sunshine?” I pant.
“So close, baby. Are you ready to come for me, Sav?”
I nod. Abandoning my nipple, I slide my other hand between my legs. Cupping my pussy, I circle my swollen clit as I pump the vibrator inside of me. My thumb slips, and I hit the mode button, accelerating the vibrations.
I scream obscenities from the jolt of euphoria.
