Page 130 of Love Me Stalk Me

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I chuckle. "Not quite, sweetheart."

She laughs nervously. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this."

"You don't have to," I murmur.

"I want to."

Fuck, yes.

"Good girl," I say, stroking myself slowly.

She whimpers.

And that little sound?

That sound is going to fucking ruin me.

"Are you comfortable?" I ask.

She shifts. I can hear the creak of her mattress, the whisper of cotton against skin. "Y-yeah. Just... nervous."

"I know," I soothe. "Just focus on my voice."

"Okay."

A small pause.

"Um," she murmurs, her voice dropping. "So... my friend Amanda. She, uh, has a thing she does."

"Oh?"

"Yeah," she says, exhaling shakily. "She has her AI... um, tell her a sexy bedtime story."

"That so?"

"Yeah."

She clears her throat. "I was wondering if... if you'd do that for me."

I tighten my grip. The heat in my palm builds.

"Oh, pretty girl," I murmur. "I can do that and more."

She lets out a soft whimper. The sound vibrates through the phone, straight to my cock.

I settle in, letting my voice drop lower.

"Closeyour eyes for me."

I can hear the sheets rustling beneath her.

"Picture this," I murmur. "You're in the woods. Alone."

She sucks in a breath.

"The sun is setting. You're walking, trying to find your way back to the path."

A small whimper.

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