I hear her sigh, but she listens to me. I walk into the bathroom and open the faucets so the bath can fill. I step out of my pants and boxers.
“Are you in the bath?” I ask as I put my phone on speaker, leaving it on the counter.
“I’m getting in. Just so you know, this is such a weird conversation to have with you.”
“Are you in?” I ask again, as I shut off the faucets and step into the bath. I sink down in the water and hear her do the same.
“I’m in. Do I need your permission to bathe?” I hear the sarcastic undertone which only makes me smile.
“Touch your breast.” I intentionally lower my voice.
“What?” She sounds a little shocked.
“We’re having phone sex, Doc. Touch your breast and tell me how it makes you feel.”
“I’m not touching myself! Have you lost your mind?”
This time I can’t keep my laughter back. I decide to go first, that way she might feel more comfortable.
“My hand is on my abs, but I’m imagining that it’s yours as I move it down my body. I want to feel your hand wrapping around my cock.”
“Jaxson,” she whispers. I can picture her cheeks turning pink, which is only more of a turn-on.
“Touch yourself, Doc. Place your hand on your stomach and move it down with mine.”
“This will never work.” I hear her mumble something vague. “There, happy now? My hand is on my stomach.”
“Close your eyes and listen to my voice,” I instruct as I close my own eyes. “Move your hand down to your pussy. Imagine I’m there with you, Doc. I’m touching you.”
She’s quiet, and I can only hear the trickling of water.
“Where’s my hand, Doc?”
“On my abdomen,” she whispers.
“Slip my hand between your legs,” I whisper while I fist myself. “Your hand is wrapped around my cock. It feels so good.”
Her breath hitches, and it makes a groan rumble up my throat.
“Push a finger inside you and press your palm down on your clit.” I start to pump my cock as I picture her flushed cheeks and parted lips. I can still see her tits clearly as they bounce every time I slam into her.
“Move your finger faster and press down harder on your clit.”
“Jaxson,” she breathes my name, and I wish I were there so it could really be my hand getting her off.
“That’s right, Princess. Let me finger fuck you. I can’t wait to feel you come again. I want to feel your muscles squeeze my cock. I want to feel your body tremble as I push you over the edge.”
My hips thrust up as I lose my load and seconds later I hear her breaths still as she gasps. I can picture her clearly as she comes.
“You sound fucking hot, Doc. I really can’t wait to be buried inside of you again.”
She clears her throat, and I smile when she takes a few deep breaths.
“That was different,” she whispers.
“Don’t be embarrassed. Never be embarrassed with me.”
“Okay.”