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Me: You. What it felt like to be inside you with nothing between us this weekend. How much I want to feel you again. How I know that no matter how much I jerk off it’ll never feel as good as your sweet cunt.
Jolene: [sweating emoji] Damn, dude.
Me: Tell me how wet you are for me right now.
Jolene: I feel weird typing it out. IDK. Super wet.
Me: You can give me more than that.
Jolene: Remember the sound when I slid down over your hot dick because I was so wet for you? About that wet.
Me: That’s more like it. Slide your finger into that wet pussy and pretend it’s mine.
Jolene: I won’t be able to text you if I’m doing that.
She’s right, and I want to listen to her voice as she comes with me anyway.
So I click the call button.
She’s a little breathless, and her voice is low when she answers. “What are you doing?”
“Maybe you can’t touch and text, but you can touch and talk, right?” My voice is gravelly, only proving how goddamn turned on I am right now.
“I’m not doing this over the phone with you, and especially not when I’m in someone else’s house!” She’s whisper-yelling and somehow I find it both sexy and adorable.
“You live there now, don’t you?” I point out.
“Well, yeah, but—”
“Then no buts. Slide your finger into that wet pussy. I want to hear you moan the same way you did for me.”
“Lincoln!” she whisper yells.
“You know you want to.” I reach into my shorts and pump my shaft a few times. “Oh, fuck,” I murmur. It feels good, but even better when I think of her and what we did this weekend together. “Come on. One last way to cap this weekend.”
“And then what?” she asks, and her question is a cold shower on my hot cock.
“And then…I don’t know,” I say honestly, still palming my cock. “We figure it out.”
She’s quiet a beat, and then I hear her readjust the phone followed by a soft gasp. “Oh, God. I’m wetter than I thought I was.”
“That’s so goddamn hot, Jo,” I groan as I start pumping up and down my shaft a little faster.
“Are you, uh…what are you doing right now?” she asks.
“I’m jerking off while I’m listening to the sound of your voice. Push your fingers in and pull them out for me, and let me listen to how hot you sound.”
She does it, and I hear her soft little moans.
I want to hear the loud ones she gave me in the hotel when it was just the two of us, and I will hear them again.
I will.
I start pumping faster, and my balls start to tighten as I listen to her moans. My breath starts coming in ragged grunts at the erotic sounds coming over the phone, and I close my eyes as I listen to her.
“Touch your tits,” I demand, wishing I was there beside her to suck them into my mouth.
“Oh, Lincoln!” she cries, still softer than in the hotel but louder than the rest of this conversation has been as she starts to let go.
