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The city lights blur as my toes curl in the tub...
Reid hums behind my ear, full of praise, right as he delves between my panties, prying a moan from me—whether the desperate cry stays locked up in my fantasy or not, I'm not quite sure.
I buck against him, only to be put back into my place by his heavy arm sprawling across my backside, pinning me down. Don't move, he scolds, tugging my panties upwards, the movement plunging a wedgie between my slick folds, scraping delicious torture along my clit. Wearing a smirk, he watches me writhe and pant in a crazed heat, before he tugs harder, re-affirming his command.
"Fuck...." I groan, my voice escaping the fantasy...
In my mind, I obey. That's it, keep still, Reid purrs, as large hands peruse along my spine, then down the back of my thighs. Anticipation explodes within me when I catch him dropping to his knees, which has me squirming on a mewl.
A whack sounds against my ass. I inhale sharply, as a stinging sensation rolls across my body, trailed by a colossal surge of arousal. He sweeps my panties to the side, revealing my wetness, before two strong hands grip my ass cheeks, spreading them wide.
I grip the edge of the tub, bucking my hips against my finger, letting my moans ring true...
But inside my fantasy, I'm more patient. I roll my lips together, stilling myself once again, earning another hum of approval. But this time, the sound is different, in a way I can hardly explain. Deeper and huskier, yet... more controlled, as if my obedience comes as no surprise.
Warm breath tickles my pussy, before a voice growls...
That's my good girl.
I gasp, jolting in the tub, as those city lights sharpen back into focus. Frantic, I whip my head around in the darkness, but find no one.
That was Hayden's voice... in my fantasy...
A knot forms in my stomach as my gaze trails down my body, and I note the mess dribbling down my thighs and all over my hands. Withdrawing my finger from inside myself, I look out the windows again, shame burning my cheeks deep enough to see in the dark reflection.
Why can't he just get out of my head? I don't like him like that. Why would my brain replace Reid's voice with Hayden's, when I wasn't even fantasizing about him?
Because Reid would never be so demanding, those little devils whisper. My shoulders droop at their truth. You only make him that way in your head. But Hayden would know just what to do with you, especially if he knew you were still a virgin...
A shudder rattles through me, leaving my pussy feeling suddenly touch-starved. I shake my head, snatching my legs together, and focus on the city lights, as if they'll ease the torture.
Light flickers in the window's reflection with a buzzing noise, but I'm too stupid to realize what it's from, before I turn my head and find a new image on my phone. With an irritated huff, I look away, but the damage is already done. I give in, letting the picture hold my eyes hostage for far too long to be healthy.
No longer in bed and standing upright, mysterious darkness hides Hayden's surroundings, while the camera's flash reveals his body in all its mouthwatering perfection. Defined pecs and abdominal muscles take up the majority of my phone, while a strong chin peers through the top of the frame. Still clad in nothing but gray sweatpants, the fabric outlines his enormous length, which angles off to the side, pointing toward his hip, slipping beneath...
My interior walls clench around thin air at the sight of his bare tip peeking out of his waistband.
The photo's tagged with a message.
Hayden: Oops, wrong number. ;)
I groan, resisting the urge to touch myself, but unable to stop my thighs from rubbing together. So, he did mean to send that first pic. My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I hear his praise purr inside my head again.
"No, no, no," I whisper into the darkness, writhing against my agonizing need. Stubbornly, I exhale through my nostrils... in and out... in and out... until my heart rate drops and Hayden's fading away toward the outskirts of my consciousness—
Buzz, buzz.
I freeze, recognizing the sound instantly, seeing how my pulse spikes right along with it, directing my gaze like the yank of a tether. Another photo soars into our feed, same as before, but now his pants hang lower on his hips, revealing a bit more of down there.
Goddddd...
My nails dig into my palms.
Hayden: Ignoring me, huh? Not smart.
I can practically hear the disapproving tsk tsk of his tongue. Adrenaline rushes through my veins as I grapple for my phone with slippery fingers, shooting off a text at the speed of light.
Juliana: Gross, quit it! I'm trying to sleep.
