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with feverish turmoil, clamping her legs together against her hand. She
finger-fucked herself, but there was no relief. No edge taken from the craving
her body sought.
The phone inside began ringing and she jumped, yanking her hand out of her
jeans, the scent of cum lingering in the air around her. Someone in the house
would wake up, and she didn t feel like company at the moment. She darted off
the lawn chair, and made it inside the kitchen to grab the phone halfway
through its second ring.
Hello.
What are you doing?
His voice surged through her like a tidal wave. She sucked in a long, slow
breath and glanced down the hallway of the dark house. Did everyone still
sleep? Her heart pounded loudly in her chest and she willed her breathing to
relax.
All seemed quiet and she turned to the back door, wondering if she should
tell Rock what she had been doing.
Masturbating. His silence brought a grin to her face.
She slipped out the back door, and returned to her makeshift sanctuary of
lawn chairs.
Why are you masturbating? His baritone fed the fire burning inside her.
She slid back into her previous position and pressed her hand against her
belly, feeling the yearning of her pussy as her fingers traveled slowly toward
the moist heat of her cunt.
Because there is no one here to fuck.
His growl immediately told her she had chosen her words poorly, but she
decided he deserved a small amount of agony for the torment her body endured.
After all, her physical and mental state was all his fault.
And you would fuck anyone who came along?
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Well, right now I m fucking my fingers. She eased back in the chair,
allowing her hand the most room in her jeans, and sucked in her breath when
her palm pressed against her swollen clit.
She didn t like his question, and decided she would just let him wonder
instead of assure him of her loyalty.
Little bitch. The frenzied edge to his words forced her heart to beat
harder. Do your fingers satisfy you?
She cradled the phone against her shoulder, and palmed her breast. Tender and
swollen, she craved her nipples to be sucked, wished more than anything her
fingers could serve as a hot mouth.
No. Satisfaction wouldn t be obtained tonight. Her frustrations soared with
every stroke, every touch, and she couldn t leave herself alone. In spite of
the pain, even though fiery need burned inside her, she couldn t stop her
fingers.
My nipples ache, Rock. She pinched one and fire surged through her. Oh.
Damn.
Shit, baby. The hiss in her ear when he sucked in his breath sent chills
through her.
Cum coated the smooth walls of her pussy. She pushed her fingers, forcing
them in as deep as they would go. But even wiggling them didn t soothe the
molten pressure building deep inside her. The fiery ache only crept through
her further, pulsating like a rabid fever.
I can t reach the spot, she moaned on a ragged whisper, wishing she
wouldn t confess her desperation to him, but unable to keep her misery at bay.
What spot? His haggard tone egged her on.
In my pussy, Rock. I m on fire. I need to be fucked so bad.
And if Johann came to you right now? Torment ran through his words. Would
you turn him away?
She had never turned Johann away. She pulled her fingers from her soaked cunt
slowly, feeling the denied lust soar through her. But she hadn t been with
Johann for years now, and tonight he hadn t even entered her thoughts.
Johann? She couldn t manage a mental image of him, her mind unwilling to
let go of her images of Rock. He wouldn t come to me.
Damnit to hell, little bitch! Anger soared through his words, and she
jumped at his sudden outcry. Tell me if you would fuck him or not.
No, Rock. I don t want Johann. Her admission brought silence. If he saw me
doing what I m doing right now, I would be embarrassed, but I wouldn t want to
fuck him.
Pain and relief appeared tangled when he exhaled, an almost strangled sigh.
Tell me what you are doing.
I m pretending my hands are your hands. She pulled her fingers out of her
soaked cunt, and spread her thick cream over her smooth pussy lips.
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You re going to come for me.
The confident authority in his tone brought her to the edge. Breathing became
a challenge, while her world focused on what her hands were doing, and his
voice.
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