A Million Guilty Pleasures (Million Dollar Duet 2)

“Mmm-hmm. Of course, it’s nowhere near as big as the real thing, but since I can’t have you, it’ll have to do.”

Yeah, my head grew about ten times its normal size. Both of them.

“Tell me what to do with it, Noah. Tell me how to make myself feel good. What would you do to me if I was there with you right now?”

I ogled her picture on my cell phone and I knew exactly what I would’ve done. “I’d throw your ass on this bed and bury my face between those beautiful thighs to feast on you. That’s what the fuck I’d do if you were here.”

She moaned into the phone and my dick twitched on my stomach. Goddamn, but that woman could turn me inside out.

“But since you’re not sprawled naked on my bed, we’ll have to make do. That vibrator will play the part of me for the evening. We’ll call it mini-me. I want you to put it to the side and get the bullet, kitten. Move it down your body and let it rest just over your clit. Not on it. Above it.”

She moaned again, obviously approving of the light vibrations that were teasing her nerve endings.

“Leave it there. No matter how badly you want to move it down further, don’t,” I directed her. “Now, palm those beautiful breasts and massage them. God, they feel so good, don’t they? Lick your fingers for me, Lanie. Push your breasts together, and then use those wet fingers to pull and tug on those pert little nipples. That’s my mouth, hot and wet, sucking and teasing. I alternate between each one, my tongue flicking and circling, then both of them at the same time. Scrape your nipples with your fingernails. That’s my teeth. Damn, I want to bite them so bad. Do you feel me, kitten?”

“Oh, God, yes.”

“Fuck, when you say it like that …” I closed my eyes and could almost see her hands manipulating her own body. I made a mental note to make that a reality in the very near future. Maybe I’d even watch her pleasure herself with her little toy as well. I should reconsider letting her keep it after all.

“Touch yourself for me. Slip your fingers between your pussy lips and feel how soft and warm you are,” I continued to toy with her. “Are you wet for me, Lanie?”

She moaned. “So fucking wet.”

My voice was deep and throaty to my own ears, blood pumping through my veins and going straight to my engorged cock. “That’s good, kitten. Take the mini-me and put it in your mouth. I want you to suck my cock. Get me wet and ready to slide inside that tight pussy.”

The hum that came from the other end of the line was muffled, and I could tell she’d done exactly what I’d asked of her. Wet, slurping sounds mixed with greedy moans of satisfaction, and I wanted to feel what the fuck she was doing for real, not just imagine it.

“That’s enough, Lanie. You don’t want to make me jealous, do you?”

“Will it make you fuck me hard?” Her voice was teasing, hoping my answer would be yes.

“You like it when I fuck you hard?”

Lanie mewled on the other end of the line, and my breathing accelerated from the sound alone. My cock was about as hard as it could get and I feared I might seriously burst a blood vessel if I didn’t release some of the tension soon. My hand had a mind of its own at that point and I began to stroke myself.

“I love it when my pussy feels so good to you that you just can’t help yourself.”

When my girl said pussy, it just motherfucking did things to me. A growl erupted from my chest and escaped through my clenched teeth. “Say it again.”

“Say what?”

She knew what the fuck I wanted to hear. She was playing with me, and I was slightly annoyed by it. Mostly because she was there and I wasn’t, and I was hornier than a nymphomaniac on the set of a porno. “You know what. Say it again.”

“Puuuuusssyyyy.”

“Goddamnit, woman. If you were here right now, I’d have no mercy on you. I’d fuck you so hard you’d be seeing stars.” And I meant every word of it, too.

“Now who’s the tease? Tell me what to do next, Noah.”

Oh, right. She was holding a dildo in her hands. So many places my mind could’ve gone with that thought. It was about to hit on at least one of those.

“Turn it on, kitten. Feel me vibrating in your hands. I want you to run the head of my dick up and down those wet folds. Soak me in your wetness.”

“Mmm, that feels so good.”

I shouldered my phone and reached behind me to fumble around with my hand until I found the lubricant in the drawer of the nightstand. Then I squirted a generous amount into my palm before throwing the bottle to the side so I could watch my hand go to work on my cock.

“Feel me there, teasing your opening with my cock. I’m ready for you. I want to fuck you hard and fast. I want to make you scream my name.”

“God, yes, Noah,” she moaned, her breathing labored to match my own.

“Sit up on your knees, kitten. Can you do that for me? I want you to turn the speakerphone on, sit up on your knees and hold on to the headboard with your free hand.”

I heard a shuffling noise from the other end of the line, and then her voice again, a little more distant than before. “Okay, what now?”

“You’re going to ride my cock, Lanie. Put a pillow between your legs and prop that thing on it. Now spread your knees until you’re low enough that you can feel it at your opening.”

“I want you so bad,” she whined.

“Then take me. Lower yourself onto my cock and ride me hard, just the way you like it.” Wanting to feel the sensation with her, I squeezed the head of my dick between my thumb and forefinger before bucking my hips to push the rest of my cock through the grip of my hand.

My eyes shut as the mental picture of entering her mixed with the memory of how I knew it felt. “Oh, fuck, Lanie. You feel so good. Do you like that?”

“You’re so thick,” she enunciated the last word.

“Kitten, you gotta stop saying stuff like that before I get in the fucking car and drive my ass to Hillsboro to kidnap you.” And I was a ball’s hair away from doing it, too.

“Will you bring your thick cock?”

Her words sent me into a frenzied state. My hands tightened on my dick as I stroked it faster, the lubricant warming with the friction from my palm. I closed my eyes and imagined it was her pussy wrapped around me, constricting and releasing as she rocked her hips above me.

I wanted to see her looking down at me, her mouth slightly agape while her fingernails dug into the muscles on my chest. Her hair creating a curtain around us. Her hips undulating against mine as she stroked that little nub against my groin.