This is a standalone novella at 39,561 words, it is an erotic romance with explicit language so please be aware that it is graphic in nature before purchasing.
If I thought he was done, I was so
very wrong. He sends me texts begging me to call him. Then he gives up and pretends
like I am responding and we are having conversations, long texts about what we are
doing at the time. He’s funny and sarcastic, and he has me laughing again. Then
he sent texts that are so hot I don’t know how my phone didn’t melt. Even
though I told myself not to, I gave in. I used my vibrator, wishing he was
there as I came to his words. What made me crazy was he knew I did it. I don’t
know how he did, but he knew. He is making me crazy and that has to be the
reason, the only reason, when after three weeks, he calls me late on a Saturday
night, and I answer.
I open my mouth to tell him to stop calling, but instead I
moan his name and sigh. I’m still trembling from the orgasm I’ve had to the
text he’d just sent. His intake of breath is clear.
“Abby, did you just come for me?”
“Yes.” I whisper, floating as I drift back from the stars.
“Are your fingers still in your pussy?”
“Yes.” I moan as my fingers linger in my wet pussy.
“I want you to lick your fingers, baby. Taste yourself the
way I tasted you after you left me standing in the parking lot with your juices
on my fingers and my dick hard.”
I do as he orders and sigh. I know the taste of myself and I
like it.
“Abby, I want to bury my face in your pussy and taste you
all over again. Is your clit still tender?”
“Hmm.” Sitting up, I undo the clasp of my bra that I’d been
in too much of a rush to remove and had just pulled up to get at my aching
nipples.
“What are you doing, baby?”
“My bra, tight, taking it off.”
“Your breasts are so beautiful, my cock is twitching
thinking of them. Are your nipples hard, have you been playing with them while
you read what I want to do to you?”
“Yes.” I whisper, ashamed, as I attempt to sooth the tight
peaks.
“Don’t baby, don’t sound like that. I wrote it to make you
come. I wrote it because I can’t be near you and I want to be so badly. But if
you aren’t ready for that, I’ll take what I can get.
I wish I was there with you now. I want you to take a nipple
into your mouth and suck it deep into your mouth. Will you suck your nipple for
me, baby? Suck it deep into your mouth and play with your nipple with your
tongue. That’s a good girl I can hear you moaning. Say my name. Say it.” I moan
his name and he sighs. “Good girl, now do the same to your other breast, but
now I want you to use your teeth, just a light grazing of your teeth, and then
suck it deep inside your mouth while your tongue plays with it. That’s it,
baby, you like that, don’t you? I can hear you that you do. Put your fingers
back in your pussy.
Put them back in for me. I want you to slide your middle
finger deep inside yourself while you suck your tits.” I can only moan his
name. He’s setting my body on fire all over again from his words. His voice in
my ear makes it feel like he’s here with me. “I’m looking at your tits right
now. I can see they’re wet from your mouth, make them wetter for me. Suck them
into your mouth and then I want you to take a nipple between your fingers and
roll it around and squeeze it, until it almost hurts. Your little gasp just
caused my cock to jerk, I’m leaking all over my cock for you. Is your finger still
in your pussy, sliding into you where my cock should be?”
“Yes, oh yes.” I’m so close. I want to come.
“Not yet, Abby, don’t come yet. I want you to add another
finger to your pussy. Do it for me baby, add another finger for me. Feels good,
you like that?” I can only sigh, and whimper, speech is too much for me.
“That’s good, baby, now a third finger, add a third finger. Now I want you to
slide your thumb up to your clit, I know it’s swollen and as hard as my cock.
Slide it over again and again.” I’m sobbing with the power of my climax and my
body is shaking. I want him here with me, and it’s his name on my lips as I
fall apart. His breath is hard in my ear, and through the phone, I can hear his
hand stroking his cock. Then he groans my name and I know he’s come for me.
Moaning, feeling lost and alone, I roll over in bed and bury
my face in the pillow. Knowing I have no other words left, I end the call. Then,
terrified of what might happen next, I turn off my cell.
I just bought Abby Has Gone Wild & can't wait to read & review.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chance to check out another writer that is new to me.
I love erotica & can't wait to check it out.
I hope you enjoy it!
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