An Irish Affair (Heart of Hope 2)
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“That must be painful.” I closed my eyes, imagining just what he described. “I’m sorry I’m not there to help you.”
“What would you do to help me?”
“What would you want me to do?” My clothes felt hot and uncomfortable as my blood heated. I wished I was with him now too.
“Suck it.” He let out a low moan, suggesting he was imagining me sucking his dick.
“All of it? Or just the tip?”
“Fuck. Both.” There was a pause. “Are you touching yourself, Serena?”
“I might have to.”
“Will you think of me when you do?”
He was all I ever thought about. “Yes.”
“When I get back, maybe we can take Andrew to the beach for a few days.”
My heart rolled in my chest at how easily he seemed to accept Andrew as part of the deal with me. “That sounds like fun.”
“And when he’s sleeping, I want to do wicked things to you.”
I closed my eyes as my pussy contracted in pleasure. “I want to do wicked things to you too.”
“Fuck…I’m going to make myself come. Do you want to hear?”
“Yes.” I nearly asked him to video chat it so I could watch him stroke himself, see his handsome face as pleasure washed over it. “I want to hear you come as you imagine me sucking your dick. It’s hitting the back of my throat; I’ve taken you so deep.”
“I’m so hard, Serena. Ah fuck…” He let out a long groan that I recognized as an orgasm. “The real thing is better.”
“Hold that thought,” I said, hoping that when he got back and I told him the truth, that he’d still want to take me and Andrew to the beach.
“You know, it’s your turn now.”
“For what?” I asked.
“I want to hear you come. Touch yourself. Imagine me eating your sweet pussy.”
My body arched as my fingers slid underneath my panties. I hoped this wasn’t going to be our last intimate encounter.
“Devin?” His name escaped on a harsh breath.
“Oh yeah…you’re hot…I can hear it in your voice.”
“Yes, so hot. I want you to know…”
“Know what baby?”
“No limitations.” I was rubbing my clit, thinking of him lapping and sucking it, but not like before. Not with my mind worried about secrets and issues. I imagined he and I together with the truth out and him totally committed to me and Andrew, and us to him. We were open and free with each other.
“I wish I was there right now. I can’t tell you how bad I want to fuck you right now.”
“I wish that too.”
“When I get back, baby. You and me and Andrew…no limitations.”
My orgasm hit, rolling through me with a mixture of hope and fear. “Promise me.”