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Cam: You awake?
I stare at the dark screen, willing a text to come through. She doesn’t let me down.
Trouble: Yes. Can’t sleep
Cam: Me neither
Trouble: You think my dad’s asleep yet?
Cam: Hard to say. Probably kind of early still
Trouble: You’re right—don’t want to risk it
Trouble: Are you naked?
I chuckle into the darkness, cock twitching and growing harder by the second. Reaching down, I pull my length free, stroking up and down.
Fuck this.Sexting is way too much work. I hit Sloane’s icon on the screen and call her.
“I am now,” I say in a low voice as soon as she picks up.
“Ohh—sexy,” she purrs and now my cock’s a steel fucking shaft.
“Are you naked?”
“I’m wearing a silk nightie. No bra or panties,” she whispers and I groan, fisting myself harder, picturing Sloane in only a tiny black nightie. Milky-white breasts spilling over the top of the lingerie, diamond-sharp nipples poking through the thin fabric.
“I’m so hard right now, thinking about you.” I tighten my hand, working the length of my cock.
“What would you do if I was with you?” Her voice is quiet, seductive, and my balls tingle.
“I’d run my hands up and down your arms. Then slip the straps off your shoulders and palm your breasts.”
“Keep going—” she murmurs in a breathy whisper.
“I will. But only if you follow my instructions.”
She doesn’t hesitate. “Deal.”
“Lower your nightie down. Squeeze your nipples and tell me how it feels.”
A few seconds pass and I wait, cock throbbing.
“It feels good. But it would feel better if you did it.”
“Close your eyes and pretend it’s me. Pinch hard,” I command. Rubbing the tip of my cock, I think about Sloane pinching her rosy nipples. A few drops of pre-cum leak onto the crown of my dick and I smooth the fluid into my skin.
“How’d that feel?”
“Good. I’m wet for you.” Her voice is lower, more sensual, and my body burns with desire.
Fuck me.
I stifle a groan, wishing I could escape the Jonas brothers and go to her room. Trail my fingers up and down through her juices.
“How wet? Slide your fingers up and down your slit and tell me.”
There’s a rustle of bedsheets, a slight creak, and I know she’s adjusting into a better position. Following my directions and making herself feel good.
