heat it left behind clung to my s

and something else-longing, maybe. That heavy kind of wanting that sat in your chest and pulsed in your core. It had bee

ssed

ot desperate, the rough drag of his teeth against my neck. Texting wasn't enough. The

nipples had been sensitive all day, brushing against the fabric of my shirt like they had minds of their own. And now

ike it was second nature, alr

e small, sleek toy I'd hidden away for nights just lik

re I pressed the vibrator to my clit, turning it on low. The first

sed m

his mouth

me beg a little. He liked hearing me fall apart. I imagined him now, betw

for me. Let me t

. I slid two fingers into myself, fucking my hand while I worked the toy in small,

needed

s filthy mouth whispering all th

e, hands shaky, heart

second ring. His voi

bab

ound normal. But my voice bro

ed. "Yo

sliding my fingers

Then I heard him shift in

longer, more desperate. "It's not enough, though. It never is.

sound punched the air o

sheets, the sharp inhale as he

voice thick with lust. "But I can

at you want

l me what you'd do

Legs spread. I'd take my time licking you open until you couldn't take it.

sting faster, the toy buzzin

voice lower now. "Is

cried. "G

oan again. The

...?" I

ing not to. But fuck, the way you

e. I want to hear you touch yourself

le of fabric, the unmistakable slick sound of skin o

. "My cock's so fucking hard. Been

rembled. "Tell me w

slow," he said. "Feeling how tight

ck arching agai

uch me. I'd fuck you deep. Hard. The way you like it whe

se," I w

he said sharply.

ust enough to obey, trembling from the restraint.

pples," he said. "

added sting, the way it j

hem. Marking them. Making them red so you re

nna make me com

ough and deep. "Come for me.

and fast, crashing over me in waves. I moaned his name over and

, he groaned loud, the sound

ster, his breath coming in short bursts. "You soun

ming down. "Come for me. I

heard the thick sound of his release.

t the thought of him alone in his bed, cock i

moment after. Just the

voice soft no

still aching for his touch even

of breath. "You're gonna k

ngers tracing slow, laz

on