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RYANE WAS LAUGHING hysterically, as Keegan informed her of just what he’d walked in on earlier in the day. She hung her head back in the seat, then turned around inspecting the back of it.
“Babe? When did you let a mountain lion run amok in the truck?” she asked curiously.
“What are you talking about?” He reached behind himself. “What the fuck man! Sig, what did you do to my seats?”
“Huh? Me?” I looked at him in the mirror as we turned off toward the townhouse. “Why’s it gotta be me?”
“Because the seats were fine before you took your new girlfriend ho—Aww really Sig, in my back seat?” He tried to stand up as Ryane cocked her head then doubled over laughing.
“Well, at least you finally got some! Damn, girl has got some claws on her though, she tore the leather down to the metal in a few spots. What the Hell did you do to her and can you teach it to Keegan?”
I couldn’t contain my wide smile as we pulled up to the townhouse. “We’ve all got our talents.” I clicked my tongue against my teeth.
***
FOURTEEN HOURS, AND all of them occupied by the memory of her taste on my tongue, leaving me with a semi all day that just wouldn’t give up. I had dropped them off at the townhouse and went back to Samuel’s. Apparently as Deviant Class Rep, I had to allocate all funds from the treasury to pay for the Meet and Greet and I was responsible for doing the bookkeeping for the money raised from the door charge and the games. It took all day just to figure out how to use the system. Then there was counting all that cash. I had enough to plan a small trip to Europe. Boy, the Deviant Class could drink.
I lay in bed alone, unable to sleep, tossing this way and that. Every time I closed my eyes, I got flashes of Aella’s body writhing under or on top of me. I’d already rubbed one out in the shower, but I was hard again. Having a dick was great except when it was awake and you wanted to sleep. I reached over, grabbing my phone and scrolled through it, finding her number. She’d put in her name and a little heart. Followed by x’s and o’s, it was adorable. It was two in the morning, I reasoned she was sound asleep. Suddenly the thing vibrated like it was possessed, making me toss it as it scared the Hell out of me. I sat up in the dark. I had a text message. I grabbed my phone from between my legs and was looking at a little winking face, with Aella’s name and number attached to it. I immediately hit the call button.
“Hello?” she answered with a lyrical little laugh. “I didn’t wake you up did I?”
“Nope, I was up...” I felt a flutter in my chest and didn’t know what to do with it.
“Oh yeah, doing what?”
“Honestly? I was thinking about calling you.”
“Really? That’s weird. I apologize if I’m talking thirty miles an hour, I’m hopped up on coffee, it was a long night, we had a live band and they ran us like dogs. So I was slurping down light roast like it was going out of style.” The way she was talking I could picture her pacing the floor, if her breathing had any merit, I’d say I was right too.
“Sounds like you need to run off the extra energy,” I asserted, my mind drifting debaucherously. “So what made you text me?”
“I, well, honestly, I didn’t think you’d be awake, besides, I don’t really know anyone else, aside from Collette and Greisen, and they are certainly not going to take a call from me in the middle of the night. Then I thought, well maybe Siegfried, I’d like to talk to him.”
“It’s nice to be thought of.”
“Mm hm. Fuck, I can’t sit still.”
“Have you tried a long hot bath? That usually relaxes me.”
“Can’t, no tub here. I share the showers with a couple other girls on the floor. Which completely sucks cuz a long hot bath sounds scrumptious right now.”
“Well, I’ve got a tub big enough for two and I don’t mind sharing.”
She got quiet, but I could hear her breathing on the other end, like the wheels in her head were still turning.
“Why did you wanna call me?” she finally asked. Okay, so she didn’t want to flirt. I noted the rejection. Moving on.
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“What was keeping you up?”
I swear I could hear her smirk. “Thinking about you actually... Okay, that sounded less creepy stalker in my head.” I laughed awkwardly, smacking myself in the head. Stupid, stupid. She’s a good girl, you’re not going to goad her into anything sordid.
I could hear her muffled chuckle; she must have covered the mic. “You still there?”
“Yeah, I’m here. What were you thinking about, because I haven’t stopped thinking about being in the Jeep, like at all?”
I smiled. “I’d thought about that too.” My cock was getting painfully hard, between the reminder and her breathy little voice, I was now wide awake. I adjusted, trying to calm him down, but he was not paying my directions any mind. “And other things.”
“Really? Like what?” She seemed to be relaxing.
“Like what are you wearing right now?”
She giggled. “Did you really just ask me that?”
“Yeah, I think I did.”
“Just that T-shirt you gave me and my panties.”
“Hmm. What color are they?” I rubbed my cock, I couldn’t leave it in its present state.
“Oh, my God...” she whispered. “They’re pink with little lace details.
I groaned slightly. “I’d love to tease you out of them.”
“Would you, now?” I could hear the mischief in her tone. “I might like that.”
“I’d like to bury my face in you again and make you shiver.”
“I know I’d like that.” Her tone dropped. “Are we actually going to do this? Over the phone I mean?”
“Well, if I can’t be there... I’ve been hard most of the day with the taste of you lingering on my mind.”
“Are you hard now?”
“So hard... Mmm, just imagining having my hands on you again has him twitching and happy.”
Another little laugh. “I don’t know what to say...”
“Okay, how about this, go over to your bed, put me on speaker or better yet put in your headset, and let me do the talking. This way your hands are free to roam. How does that sound?”
“Intriguing.”
While I was listening to her fumble around, I slipped a condom on for easy cleanup after. The bed squeaked as she climbed into it and settled.
“Okay, I have my headset on, now what?”
“Listen to the sound of my voice, and do what I tell you to.”
She let out a soft sigh. “I think I can do that.”
“First things first, I want you to wiggle out of those pretty little pink panties and take off the T-shirt for me.”
There was some movement on the other end and I could imagine her peeling off her clothes and laying bare on my bed, her knees pulled up, trying to hide in her own skin. I rubbed my cock harder, rolling my fingers over the top of my piercing.
“I’m naked as a babe,” Aella purred. “My nipples are already getting hard.”
“Nice... Run your fingertips across them, lightly, get them to stand high.”
“Mmm... I like that.”
“Imagine me grabbing them, taking them into my mouth, flicking them with my tongue, teasing them with my teeth.” More sounds of approval from her end. “I kiss you deeply, my nails raking down your bare abdomen. Fingers finding you. Are you wet for me?”
“A little.”
“Okay, take your middle fingers into your mouth, get them nice and wet, then find your clit for me.”
I could hear her sucking her fingers and I groaned as my cock jumped, my balls getting that heavy feeling. I grasped my cock low, I needed to prolong this for her sake. It had been so long since I’d actually been with a woman, I needed to work on my hang time.
She started to moan quietly. “That’s it, tight little circles around that hard nub.”
“I’m getting wetter,” she managed. I could almost hear her biting that bottom lip of hers.
“That’s good, press those two fingers down, lifting your knees off the bed. Feel your opening, and give a gentle push. Wiggle those little fingers and get them inside you.”
She gasped, her breathing increased. “Oh... that feels wonderful.”
I stroked faster, pumping against my hand. “I want you to pull them in and out, up against your inside walls. Curl your fingers some.”
“Oh, Gods...” She began to pant.
“You like that? You want more?”
“Oh, please. I- can’t possibly.”
“Rub your tits with your free hand, imaging me there with you. My hard throbbing cock ready to worship you. Pull your fingers out, and rub three of them up and down your slit.”
“Three?” I could hear the trepidation in her quivering voice.
“You can take it. I promise you. Just try... For me?”
“O- O-kay.”
“Rub those fingers up and down. Just like I told you, get them good and slippery. Now close those eyes, imagine my cock tapping against you, working slowly inside, I go easy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Little gasps, followed by a deep, throaty grunt. “Ugh, I feel so full.”
“Yes, I’ll fill you up, and pump down into you. Lifting your legs, as I rock against your insides. How does it feel?”
“Oh, fuck. I can feel my muscles wrapped around you. My body feels like it’s on fire.”
I rubbed my cock faster in long strokes as she spoke. “Yes, that’s me buried balls deep in your tight little pussy.”
“Fuck,” she murmured, followed by a series of little whimpers. She was coming right there on the phone. The sound and my imagination took me over the hump, and I came hard, almost losing the condom.
I shook with a happy grin, listening as her breathing came down.
“Oh. More... I need more of that.” She was breathless in her demand. “Did you?”
I nodded, then realized she couldn’t hear that. “Yeah, baby. You make me come hard... How do you feel now?”
“Mmm, so relaxed, but aching for more.”
“I know... But we have plenty of time. Right now you should go to sleep. You have work in a few hours.”
“Come see me on my break?”
“When?”
“Whenever you show up.”
“I think I can do that, good night.”
“Good morning actually.” She laughed. “It’s almost four thirty.”
“So it is... Good morning then. I’ll see you later?”
“You had better.”
She hung up and I got out of bed to clean up. I was starting to understand why Keegan was always with Ryane. There was something about Aella that made me want to be near her at all times. I couldn’t even go a day, and I hadn’t even slept with her, I was in trouble.