Page 30 of The Tempted
I obliged bending my knees, my toes curling into the mattress in anticipation of what was to come. No pun intended.
“Wait!” I said, sitting up slightly. “What about you?”
“What about me?” he muttered.
“I’m sprawled across my bed naked. You better be too.”
“Why?” he urged letting a groan slip out.
A wicked smile played on my lips as I dropped my head back onto the pillow. You want to play Mikey? I’ll play.
“Because I want you to picture me between your legs sucking your dick,” he moaned. “Are you stroking yourself, Mikey? Wrap your hand around your cock and picture my lips sucking on the head.”
“Stop. Talking. Now,” he huffed between pants.
“But I want you to come for me baby,” I whispered seductively. I closed my eyes, trying to envision his face as he came shooting his release over my tits.
“Ladies first. I want you to take two fingers and put them in your mouth get them nice and wet. Do it, Nikki,” he sounded so desperate it was thrilling. His voice alone had the ability to make me reach my orgasm. I took my free hand and did as I was told sucking on my fingers pulling them out of my mouth making sure he heard the sucking noise on his end of the phone call. “Stick your wet fingers in your pussy for me. In and out. Faster. Harder. Prime yourself for my dick. You want my dick don’t you Nikki? Tell me…”
“Oh my God yes,” I worked my pussy with my fingers, adding another finger because Mikey’s fingers were much bigger than mine were and I wanted to get as close to the real deal as I could.
“Say the words…,” he panted.
“I want… oh, sweet mother…. I want your… dick,” I started to clench around my fingers. I was close… so fucking close. I usually had to chase my orgasm willing it to happen, but at that moment I was trying to keep it at bay struggling to hold out because this was too good to ever end.
“I want to eat your sweet pussy. I’m fucking starving for it Nikki. Just a taste.”
“Yes, yes please!”
If he was between my legs right now the second his tongue pressed against my clit I would be a loose cannon exploding all over his mouth. “Mikey… I can’t… I’m going to come... I…,” I stammered gasping as my orgasm hit me hard.
“Thatta girl…,” Mikey moaned into the phone.
I dropped the phone to grasp the sheets in my fist as my body quaked from the intensity of my orgasm.
Holy. Mother. Of. God.
My limbs felt like Jell-O all the tension that was built up in my body disappeared, I was completely content unable to move. I struggled to regain control of my breathing taking deep breaths in and letting them out. I closed my eyes… I could’ve fallen asleep, that’s how relaxed I was all because Mikey had… OH, MY GOD.
My eyes snapped open, staring up at the ceiling I asked myself what the fuck had I just done? That phone conversation did not go at all like it was supposed to not even close. Regretfully, I rolled on my side and saw that the phone was still on. I bit my lip nervously careful not to make any noise.
“Nikki?”
I cringed at the sound of his voice coming from my phone before I could change my mind I picked it up and quickly ended the call. I chucked the phone across the room and this time I didn’t go chasing after it. I was never going to use the phone again. I buried my face into my pillow, regretting my actions but not willing to trade what had just happened for a clear conscience.
