her?”
“Yes.”
Feeling gut-punched, Katy squeezed her eyes shut.
She should stop right there. But she couldn’t. “Do you want to have sex with her again?” she asked, dreading the answer.
“No.”
She exhaled, grateful there was no hesitation in his answer and decided to leave it at that. “I’m glad.”
“I want to have sex with you, Katrina. Now, are we going to continue to waste time not having sex?”
“I, I’m not ready for any of this, Simon. I don’t know what I want.”
“A few minutes ago you wanted to play.”
“I did, but it was easy when it was just texting.”
“Because it was just words with no intimate human interaction?”
“Yes.”
“What’s wrong with intimacy?”
“Nothing, when you don’t care about getting hurt.”
“We all care about getting hurt, but sometimes you just have to soldier through it.”
“I don’t know how to do this.”
“I’ll teach you.” His husky promise riveted her to the bed.
Katy lay back on her bed and realized, as she did, that she had just opened herself up for a world of hurt. “Okay.”
“That’s my girl. Now put me on speaker, set the phone down beside you, turn that toy of yours back on, and relax.”
She turned it on. “Close your eyes, Kat, imagine I’m lying beside you. Stroking your skin, kissing and licking your nipples. I love your tits. I love how smooth your skin is. I love the soft swell of your pussy, and the sweetness of it. Take the toy and brush it across your nipples, one at a time, slowly. With your other hand touch your clit, gently. Are you wet?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “Very.”
“Oh, I bet you are. Slip your fingers between your pussy lips, and drench them, Kat. Now swirl them around your clit. Slow but steady …”
“That feels good.”
“Move the dildo down your belly, and work it along your clit in the same motion as your fingertips.”
Katy gasped at the sensation.
“That feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yesss.”
“I love the husky sound of your voice when you’re turned on, Kat.”
She loved the sound of his voice turning her on.
“Slowly, very slowly,” he directed, sinfully, “slide a finger into your hot pussy, Kat. Imagine it’s mine. Go as deep as you can. Thrust in and out.”
Katy gulped a swallow of air as a moan escaped her throat. She’d give anything for it to be Simon’s hand on her.
“Yes, that’s it, sweetheart, that feels good doesn’t it? Now stroke your clit with the dildo as you finger yourself.”
Katy moaned, the sensations overwhelming. Between Simon’s deep voice in her ear, and the stimulation to her pussy, an orgasm quickly built. “Simon,” she moaned. “I—it feels so good.”
“I know it does, baby. And it’s going to feel a lot better in a minute. Take your finger out of your pussy, and slowly, slide the dildo in.”
She hesitated. Using it on the outside was one thing, but … “Don’t be shy, Kat, I promise you it’s okay. Sex is a beautiful thing. Don’t be embarrassed by how it makes you feel.”
She slid it in. “Oh, Simon,” she breathed.
“Ah, that’s it. That feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” she breathlessly admitted.
“Now work it in and out with one hand and stroke your clit with your other hand.”
Katy did as she was told, and let Simon’s voice and the pulsating dildo push her toward an orgasm. Her breaths became shorter, shallower. Simon’s voice, as he encouraged her to enjoy herself, became more stimulating than the dildo and her hand combined. “Simon,” she gasped as the wave began to surge.
“Faster now, Kat, harder. Imagine my lips sucking your sweet juicy pussy.”
“Oh, God,” she moaned, as her body liquefied at the thought.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“It feels good. No better than good, amazing.” Her back arched and her legs spread.
“That’s me fucking you, Kat. My cock pounding you. My finger strumming your clit. Thrusting, pushing. Fast and furious, you are so hot