Dirty Seduction

ASHLEY

I run up to my bedroom with a huge grin on my face. Holy shit!

I can’t believe that it all just happened! I can’t believe that Mr. Mancini, no, Tony, just ate me out on the hood of his sexy car! As if that isn’t amazing enough, he also said he loves me and wants to be with me. I feel like I could explode from happiness. I was so devastated when I thought he was on a date with that woman. My whole world felt like it had fallen apart and someone had stomped on my heart, but now it’s the exact opposite. I’m scared I’m going to wake up only to find this was all a dream. I don’t think I could stand to have it all taken away, not after knowing what it feels like to have him look at me with those gorgeous dark eyes of his and tell me he loves me.

I hug my arms around my chest and breathe in the comforting scent of him. Just the smell of him makes me immediately feel better. Flopping back on my bed, I sigh and grab my phone. I scroll through my contacts until I see his name. I change it from Mr. Mancini to Tony, smiling at how much I love seeing his name on my list. When enough time has passed for him to get home and without overthinking it, I send him a quick text.

Let me know when you get there. Just want to make sure you made it home okay.

I feel like an idiot, but I don’t care. This is the only way I can contact him right now, and I need it. I love that he doesn’t make me wait. I immediately see the pulsating dots that let me know he’s typing.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Just got back, and I miss you already.

I’m smiling so big my cheeks hurt.

I miss you too. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep at all tonight.

I’m going to be fucking you senseless tomorrow so try your best to rest up. 😉

A thrill rushes over me as I read his words. I felt how hard and big he was earlier when I was on the hood of his car, and it’s all I can think about now.

Can I call you?

You never need to ask that, my sweet girl. I am yours. Anytime. Always.

God, just his words are enough to set my body on fire. I quickly hit the call button, desperate and needing to hear his deep, sexy voice.

“Tony?” I ask as soon as I hear him answer.

“I love hearing you say my name.”

His voice is like pure sex, practically purring over the line, and if I had any panties on, they’d be soaked.

Speaking of panties, I ask, “Do you still have my panties?”

“Of course.”

“What are you going to do with them?” I can’t help but ask.

He lets out a deep laugh that hits me right in the pussy.

“Well, right now I’m smelling them,” he says, and I hear him breathe in deeply before letting out another groan. “And when we’re done talking, I’ll probably jerk off with them. I’ve been hard since I saw you at the restaurant, and it’s quickly becoming unbearable.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” I quickly say. “You spent all your time making me cum, and you didn’t get to at all!”

“I’m fine, Ashley. I wanted to please you. That’s all I care about.”

“Well, you did,” I say with a laugh.

I can hear the smile in his voice when he says, “I’m glad to hear that.”

Feeling bold, I say, “But why wait until we’re done talking? Why not let yourself feel good now?”

It feels like a lifetime before he says, “What exactly did you have in mind?”

“Well,” I say, suddenly feeling like I’ve just gotten myself in way over my head, “I’m not sure.” I feel like an absolute idiot.

Sensing my embarrassment, he rescues me and says, “How about you tell me what you were thinking about the other night?”

“I was just looking at you. I knew I had to be quick, but all it took was the sound of your voice and the sight of you. I kept thinking about how much I wanted to run my tongue along your jaw and down your throat. Your shirt was unbuttoned, and the sight of your chest was driving me crazy.”

“What do you usually think about? What do you imagine me doing to you?”

His voice is deeper, and I swear he’s starting to sound a little breathless. Knowing that he might be touching that big cock of his right now has me squirming in my bed.

“I’ve thought about so many things. Your hands drive me crazy. Just watching you shift gears tonight had me wet. I think about your hands all over my body.”

My hand starts to sneak under the waistband of my leggings, and when I feel how wet I am, a soft moan slips out.

“Are you touching yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Are you wet for me?”

“God, yes. I’m so wet.”

“I wish you were here so I could bury my face in your pussy again. I want you to finger yourself while you tell me what else you think about.

Can you do that for me?”

I love how rough his voice sounds now, and I love that I’m the one doing it to him. I slide my finger inside and start to fuck myself while I keep talking.

“I think about your cock a lot.”

His sexy laugh has my finger sliding up to rub my clit, sending shocks of pleasure all through me.

“I think about you fucking me. First, my mouth while you pull my hair, and then with you on top while your eyes never leave mine. Your body dwarfing mine as you pound into me again and again, hard and fast.”