Her cell phone rang. Roni gasped and quickly grabbed it off the nightstand. She scrambled to sit upright on the bed when she saw Jay's number.

"Hi."

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late. I was in a meeting and it went way longer than I..." He stopped. Several seconds passed, then she heard a low growl over the phone. "You just came."

His deep, gravelly voice--so unlike his usual smooth voice--sent goose bumps scattering across her skin. "How do you know that?"

"I can feel it. Fuck!"

He groaned loud and long, as if in pain. Except Roni knew he didn't feel any pain. She could sense his desire, the same way he sensed hers.

"Are you alone?" he asked, his voice still deep and gravelly.

"Yes."

"Did you use your hand or a toy?"

She hesitated answering such a personal question. They hadn't even met in person yet. Her hesitation quickly evaporated. She already felt closer to Jay than any man in her life. She would honestly answer any question he asked. "My hand."

Another groan, another deep growl. "I wish I could be there and watch."

"If you were here, would you only watch?"

"At first, yes. I'd love to see you pleasuring yourself. But I wouldn't be satisfied with just looking for long. I'd have to touch your body, to suck your nipples. I'd spread your legs and lick all over your sweet pussy. God, I want to taste you."

The mental vision his words caused made her womb clench in need. She wanted to taste him too...to run her tongue down his neck, over his chest. She wanted to swipe the tip across his nipples before she ventured farther down his body. She wanted to bury her nose in his groin, inhale that musky male scent that would be uniquely his.

Then...

"Make yourself come again," he urged, his voice soft and pleading. "I want to listen."

While she had no doubt she could quickly bring herself to another orgasm, she didn't want to without him. "Come with me."

He chuckled. "Hell, I'm already halfway there and I haven't even touched my cock."

"Are you hard?" she purred.

"Like a rock."

Her womb clenched again. She wished he were with her right now, pumping into her channel in long, slow, deep strokes.

She slipped her hand between her thighs again.

"Are you touching yourself?" he asked.

If Roni didn't know better, she would swear he had a camera set up in her bedroom. He seemed to know everything she did. "Yes."

"Where? Tell me exactly what you're going."

"I'm circling my clit with one fingertip."

"I'll bet you're really, really wet."

"Yes, I am."

"Okay, you are officially killing me."

Roni laughed, delighted that he could tease when they were both so turned on. "What are you doing now? Exactly."

"Fisting my cock."

"Slow or fast?"

"Slow. I won't speed up until you do."

"Do you want me to speed up?"

"I want you to come, whatever it takes for you to do that."

Roni added a second fingertip and rubbed her clit faster. "I'm close. Really, really close."

"That's what I want. Come for me, Roni."

He'd barely said her name when the pleasure shot through her body again, the orgasm even more powerful than her first one. Roni collapsed on the bed, heart pounding, skin slick with sweat. She thought she heard a grunt from Jay, but the roar in her ears kept her from being sure.

"Holy shit," he muttered.

Unsure what to say after sharing something so personal with Jay, Roni pushed her damp hair back from her face and waited for him to speak again.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

"Yes."

"Are you sorry I listened to you come?"

"No. It was very hot. I just... I've never had phone sex."

"Neither have I." His voice turned deeper. "But I doubt if it'll be the last time."

"You think this will become a habit?"

"I'm going to call you every evening. We'll see what happens then."

"Jay, this is insane."

"Yeah, it is. That's what makes it so exciting."

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