Chapter Fifteen #2

Him: Oh yeah but get ready because I’m going to give you an amazing orgasm

Me: Is that so?

Him: Yeah I think you’ve done enough teasing

Me: Watcha gonna do about it?

Him: I’m going to lift up and move onto my knees and then lower you onto your back on the carpet

Me: Ohhhh

Him: Yeah you thought you were in charge but you’re not

My fingers move faster at the thought of him taking control like that.

Me: What would you do then?

Him: I’d lift your legs around my waist and start thrusting inside you

Me: Ohhh

Him: You want me to fuck you, Chessie?

My face grows hot.

Me: Yes

Him: You want to feel me inside you?

Me: God yes

Him: You want me to fuck you hard?

Me: A million times yes

Him: I’m going to take your hands and pin them above your head

Me: Oh

Him: And hold you there while I fuck you

Holy shit, this is backfiring on me big time. I can feel my orgasm waiting to take me over, like an actor impatient in the wings.

Me: Do it

Him: I’ll hold you down and fuck you and there’s nothing you can do about it

Me: Oh God yes

Him: Plunging down into your beautiful soft body while you look up at me with those stunning green eyes

I’m having trouble forming words.

Me: Yes

Him: Sucking those amazing light-pink nipples

Me: Ohhh

Him: Grinding on your clit so I’m arousing you with every thrust

Me: Ohhhhh

Him: Are you wet for me, honey?

Me: Yes

Him: Are you going to come for me?

Me: Yes

Him: Coz I’m so close

Me: Me too

Him: I’m fuckng close

Me: Yes

Him: Jesus

The thought of him pumping himself, about to come, tips me over the edge. Everything starts tightening inside, and I can barely even see the phone, let alone text.

Me: I’m going to

Him: Yes baby grl

Me: I

Him: Fuckjh

Me: Fuck

I come hard, pressing my thighs together and stifling a squeal, and groaning at the wonderful pulses that feel so blissful, so amazing, especially because I’m sharing the pleasure with him, knowing he’s feeling the same.

I wish I could be there and watch him come, see the fierce frown on his face, feel his cock twitch inside me. Ahhhh…

It’s a few minutes before I finally feel my phone buzz beside me. I pick it up and read the message with a smile.

Him: Jesus

Me: Wow

Him: Did you come?

Me: Yeah. God.

Him: Fuck that’s hot

Me: Now I need a cigarette and a pizza

Him: LOL I need a tissue hold on brb

I flush at the thought of him having to clean himself up and wait for him to come back.

I stretch and yawn, then turn onto my side, snuggling down into the duvet.

Did that really just happen? I pull the duvet up to my nose, tempted to pull it over my head so I can hide.

Shit, I’m going to have to see him tomorrow after doing all this. How will I face him?

Him: Sorry about that I had to clean up the carpet

I giggle. You came on the carpet?

Him: I overshot

Me: Hahahahaha

Him: :)

Me: Wow that was so nice

Him: It was amazing

Me: Thank you

Him: You are so welcome

Me: Do you think we’ll regret this tomorrow?

Him: Ah you shouldn’t it’s all harmless fun

Me: You think so?

Him: Well it’s not like we really slept together

Me: I guess although it is intimate

Him: And I have seen your pussy

I laugh. And I got to see your cucumber

Him: I’d send you a real pic but it’s not as impressive as it was

Me: LOL

Him: You’ll have to wait till next time

My heart bumps. Next time?

Him: Yeah

He doesn’t elaborate.

I stare at the screen for a moment, then lie back and look up at the ceiling. We can’t make this a regular occurrence, because… well. I don’t know why, but somehow it doesn’t feel as innocent as he’s making out. Arousing each other, even if only by words, is still…

Still what, Chessie? I mock myself. Still making love?

No, okay, not making love, but it is still having sex, of a kind, right? But maybe he doesn’t see it like that. I bet he’s sexted lots of girls in his life. And he won’t realize that this is the first time I’ve done it.

My phone buzzes and I lift it up.

Him: You okay?

Me: Yeah just ruminating

Him: Don’t start doing that. It’ll be okay

Me: Yeah

Him: You’re a beautiful girl Chess and I’d love to take you to bed in real life, but I know it would only complicate things

Me: It would

Him: I know I need to be more responsible

Me: Respectable?

Him: Exactly and I’m being serious now

Me: Ooh

Him: Don’t mock me, I mean it. I know I need to grow up and the last thing I want is to lose your friendship

Me: That will never happen

Him: I’ll make sure it doesn’t even if it means my carpet has to suffer

That makes me laugh. I’d like to have seen that

Him: Next time I’ll film it

Me: Oh God stop it I’m going to sleep

Him: Hehe okay

I smile. Thank you again

Him: See you tomorrow?

Me: Yeah night

Him: Night honey sleep tight

I turn off my phone and slide it under my pillow.

I think for a bit.

Then I go over to the door, open it, and peer through. The coast is clear.

Creeping out, I go over to the coffee table. The engagement ring sits there, glittering.

I pick it up and put it back on. Then I return to bed and slide under the covers.

I fall asleep with a smile on my face, warmed through at the thought of him saying You’re a beautiful girl Chess.

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