Page 90 of Center Ice
Drew’s shoulders shake with a low laugh as he pulls his briefs down. “You meanthisproblem?” he asks as he palms himself and slides his hand along his length.
Suddenly, my mouth is dry, my lips parched. So I lick them and stutter out a “Yes.”
He swipes his phone off the dresser and carries it over to the bed, and I miss the sight of his body but love the close-up of his face. He looks like he skipped shaving today, and it suits him.
“What do you propose we do about it, with you in Boston and me half-way across the country?”
“I have a few ideas. You see, I received a package today?—”
“And you didn’t lead with this info?” Drew’s voice is full of mock outrage.
I tell him about opening the package with my sister and friends, and his chest shakes with laughter as he settles into his sheets. “Whoops.”
“Hey, as long as you don’t mind that they’re speculating about the size of your dick…”
He lifts one shoulder and gives me a little smirk. “Let them wonder.”
I pull the toy out from beneath the sheets, where it’s been waiting for his call, and hold it up for him to see. I’d washed it and charged it earlier so it’d be ready for this moment, and I honestly found it a bit hard not to take it for a test drive before talking to him.
As if he can read my mind, Drew takes one look at it and asks, “Did you test it out yet?”
“No, I wanted to wait until we talked.”
“You know it’s for you to use whenever you want, right? As much as I know I’m going to love watching you use that thing, I bought it for your pleasure, not mine.”
“Yes, and while I appreciate that, I still wanted this to be a you and me thing.”
“Audrey,everythingis a you and me thing. If you were using that and I wasn’t on the phone with you, would you be thinking about me?”
“Of course,” I say as I take my free hand and explore the tip of the vibrator. It does feel surprisingly realistic.
“Good. Because there’s never a time that I’m jerking myself off that I’m not thinking of you, and there never will be.”
“Good,” I say right back to him. I don’t know how we got so serious so quickly, but I’m done fighting it.
“Why are you still hiding under those covers?” he asks. I can see the upper half of his body, so quid pro quo, I push the blankets down to my stomach. He sucks in a breath and then sighs. “You really do have perfect tits, you know?”
Lying on my side, facing him, they’re falling forward and look even bigger than normal.
“Do I?” I ask, taking the head of the vibrator and running it around one of my nipples.
“Holy shit, Audrey,” he says, his words escaping like trapped air hissing out between his lips. “Do that again, but turn it on.”
I do as he suggests, and as the vibrations move through my nipple, it’s like someone’s connected it to my core. My hips curl forward, my pussy clenching with need, so I push the sheets down and bring the vibrator to my clit. “Oh crap,” I say, the words slipping out the minute the vibrations hit that sensitive spot.
On the other end of the phone, Drew’s stroking himself and sending words of encouragement my way. “That’s right,” he says, watching intently as I circle the vibrator over and around my clit, “get yourself good and ready.”
I bring my other hand to my breast, squeezing it gently and pinching my nipple between my fingers. My hips find a rhythm as they move against the vibrations, and it doesn’t take long before I can feel an orgasm coming on. My body is tense and my back arches, my toes curling as my breath comes in soft pants.
“Alright, beautiful,” Drew says, and my pussy clenches in response. “Let’s see you fuck yourself with that thing.”
I’m so close to coming, I can’t speak, so I lift my top leg, setting my foot behind my bottom leg. I run the fat head of the vibrator through the slickness that coats my entrance, back and forth, ever so slowly, while Drew hisses out a long “Yes.”
I slide it in an inch, letting my body adjust to the size, because it really is as big as Drew. And then I pull it out a bit and slide it in a little more, and the combination of being so full and the vibrations moving through my muscles have me immediately clenching around it.
“Hit the button again so it’s thrusting inside you,” Drew says, but I don’t know if I can take any more pleasure. I’m so full, and this is so much. “Now.”
My eyes snap to his, and I give him a lazy smile. “Yes, sir.”
