Page 23 of Alonzo

“What did you just say?”

“What? What did I say? Next level?”

“No. What did you call me?”

“Lons?”

“Why are you calling me Lonz?”

“Um…” Her face gets all crinkly. “It’s like a cute nickname for Lonnie?”

“Oh. Lons. Not… never mind. Go on. You were saying? I’m so next level?”

She sucks in a deep breath and lets it out. “Yeah. Wow. I’m really into you today. Not that I haven’t been into you the whole past two years, but… something’s different.”

I agree. And I feel it too. But I’m not ready to tell her about all my lies just yet. “So you got out of bed. And you did it in this slow and sexy way. I couldn’t take my eyes off you, Tara. That’s how sexy your bed exit was.”

She tsks her tongue. “Now you’re just making fun of me.”

“I’m not, I swear. I’m just dying to hear what happens next.”

“Well… since your fantasy involved ass sex, now we have to take a shower.”

I groan.

She snaps her fingers at her phone camera. “Eyes on me, buddy. And have some faith. I’m not a sexy FaceTime amateur. I got you, babe.”

“OK. I’m in your capable hands.”

“Not yet you’re not.” She winks. “But you will be. So I take you into my shower and lead you over to the marble bench in the corner.”

“You have a marble bathroom? Is it white or black?”

“Lonnie.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s white. I lead you over to the bench and sit you down. And then I get the fancy liquid soap, the kind that smells like gardenia. And I squirt it onto your legs and start rubbing it up and down your thighs. Then I kneel down in front of you and take your cock in my hands and slide my slippery palms up and down your shaft.”

Oh, fuck yeah. She’s never done this one before. A soapy hand job that smells like a garden of fresh flowers. I’m into it.

“I want to lick you, Lonnie. I want to stuff that massive, hard, fat, cock into my mouth and choke myself with it.”

“Fuuuck.”

“But since we’re two thousand miles away from each other, I can’t. So I’m going to need you to do that for me. Understand?”

“I’m way ahead of you, babe.”

“Good.” She raises one finger up in the air. “Now, hold please.”

“Hold?”

But she’s already off screen. There’s some fumbling noises. A giggle. A snicker. Then more fumbling noises. Then she’s back.

Holding a massive, anatomically correct dildo.

And with a huge smile on her face.