Page 32 of The Cannon
“Let me show you how. I’ll go first.”
There’s silence for a beat and then I hear him take a deep breath. “I’m laying on top of the wide lonely bed, and I don’t have anything on. I just now spread my legs.”
Oh, fucking God!
“Are you picturing it?”
“Yes,” I say softly.
“Now imagine my hand moving over my chest, down my torso, towards my dick. I’m already hard. That’s all you.”
I feel the deep pinch inside me. “Touch it,” I beg him.
“Ohhh. Fuck, Bristol. I’m so hard for you. For that sweet pussy I know you have. I want it.”
“Are you touching yourself?” I whisper.
“Baby, I’m stroking it. Now tell me what I want to hear. Your breasts. Describe them.”
I hesitate for a moment, but I’m so turned on I dive in. “First of all they’re not too big and not too small. They’re pretty. And the nipples are very sensitive. If you want to taste them, you need to be gentle.”
I can hear him stroking himself. His breathing has quickened.
“Oh yeah. I want to suck on them so much. Fuck.”
“And they’re prominent. And pink.”
“Oh shit. Fuck me, Bristol. More. Tell me more. Put your hand between your legs.”
“It’s already there. I’ve been masturbating since you sent me to bed.”
“Fuck! Oh god!” his voice rises with his excitement.
“I don’t have any hair down there, except for a little landing strip. Otherwise, it’s smooth and so soft.”
“I wish my mouth was tasting you right now. I’d use my tongue and make you scream.”
“Let me part them so you can see,” I say bluffing my way forward. I’m not sure why I’m saying things I never have done. But he’s an inspiration this man.
A forced frustrated exhale leaves his mouth. “I’ve got to stop jerking off! You’re going to make me come. I’m serious.”
“Really?”
He lets loose with a yell to the heavens. “I’m supposed to be tempting you!”
“You are though. I’m about to come thinking of you wanting me.”
“I want all of you. Tease me, Bristol.”
He says it through clenched teeth and sounds so sincere even though we’re in the middle of phone sex. I need to put us both out of our very real hot misery.
“Your cock. Tell me what I can look forward to. Let’s come together.”
I imagine him stroking faster and faster as he talks.
“Right now it’s bigger and harder than it’s ever been,” he says between breaths. “It’s engorged and trying to find you. You’re so fucking sexy, woman.”
“Is it going to hurt when we make love?”
