Page 262 of Cross the Line
See you soon…
I’ll be the one sprawled naked on our bed
JJ
Killing it with the pics again.
Fuuuuck…
Eli
Yeah
JJ
Gonna fuck those tits so fucking good
Eli
I’ll watch that
JJ
While he’s balls deep in your hot mouth, fucking your perfect throat…
My hand presses to my neck as I swallow the hollow ache swelling at the back of my throat. Anticipation from our back-and-forth has my need soaking through my panties and leggings. With a shaky grip, I try to type a reply, then drop my phone. It narrowly misses my mug as another message lands.
JJ
No touching yourself
Not even in the shower
Eli
No showering
I love the taste of you sticky and sweaty
JJ
Gotta go now
Eli
Rest up sweet girl
No touching
No showering
Can’t wait to taste you
That one emoji is all I can reply. My brain is delirious from their messages, and nothing is computing to the rest of my body except for the need to satiate the simmering ache pulsing between my thighs, weighing down my breasts. My nipples are so hard and tender that every move I make sends a shock of stomach-swooping electricity through me.
JJ
Taking off now
