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Inda:What?

He pulled up a search engine and looked for Portuguese terms of endearment. The moment he saw “my little lion,” hepaused. Her name wasn’t really Leoa, though, and he didn’t feel like reminding her. It might kill the mood. So, instead, he chose “jaguar” which translated to fierce one. That fit Inda Diaz to a tee.

Lucas:If you were here, I’d have you spread out on my bed and I’d be exploring every inch of your body, Onça…with my hands, lips and tongue…finding out exactly what you like and giving you more pleasure than you’ve ever known…

Maybe it was too much, but hell if it wasn’t the truth. Shifting, unable to ignore his thickening cock, he waited for her to absorb that message.

Inda:Confident. I like it.

Lucas:What else do you like?

More bubbles appeared, then disappeared. She was considering how to respond, deciding how far to take this conversation which just took a wicked turn.

Inda:I like kissing you.

Lucas:Anywhere in particular you want me to kiss?

He was being bold, but he had a feeling it was why she’d texted him. After their date, they were both left wanting more. He didn’t normally text women dirty messages, but this wasn’t a normal situation and Inda was far from an ordinary woman. And, hey, extraordinary situations called for unconventional methods, right? Besides, things were starting to get interesting. And very, very hot.

Inda:All over.

A ragged sigh of need tore from his throat and he palmed his dick through his pajama bottoms. “Fuck.”

Lucas:Let’s start with your inner thighs…Spread your legs for me, Onça.

Inda:Okay.

Lucas:Are you wearing pajamas?

For a moment, he got no response.

Inda:I just took them off. Took everything off.

“Christ,” he hissed. The image of her naked, on her bed, legs sprawled open, her slick pussy on glorious display and waiting for him, made his body temperature shoot up about a thousand degrees. Shoving his bottoms down, he released his raging erection and wrapped a hand around his steel length. He was so fucking hard for her, he ached.

Lucas:If you were here right now, my tongue would be deep in your pussy. Licking, sucking, fucking you until you screamed.

No response. He had a feeling he wasn’t the only one touching himself at that moment. Stroking up and down his shaft, his hips jerked.

Lucas:Would you like that? My tongue fucking you into an orgasm?

Inda:Yes. So much yes.

Lucas:Touch yourself. Close your eyes, slide your fingers inside that wet pussy and pretend they’re mine. How does that feel?

Inda:So good.

Lucas:Are you ready? Wet enough to take me, Onça? Or do I need to suck on that clit a little longer?

Lucas dropped his phone on his chest and pumped himself harder.Goddamn.His phone buzzed almost right away and he groaned as he picked it up.

Inda:Suck it harder, Daddy.

He choked out a laugh. Damn, she was even feistier than he realized. Clearly a bit kinky, too. Or maybe just really fucking playful. Either way, he loved it. She was refreshing and unpredictable.

Lucas:I’m hoovering you.

His control was slipping fast.

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