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“Yeah, we are.” Finally, it seems like.
“Okay, should we set the mood or something?”
What, like light candles? Lay rose petals on the bed? I’m in a hotel room alone after a twelve hour work day in a foreign country. “What do you mean?”
“Like setting the scene. Describe what you’re wearing.”
I look down at myself. “A shirt and pants.”
She laughs lightly. “You’re supposed to be sexy.”
How do I make a shirt and pants sexy? “How about you go first?”
“Well, I’m wearing a new negligee you haven’t seen yet.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmm hmm. And the bodice is very sheer. You can practically see through it.”
Oh, fuck. I see what she means by setting the mood now. “Anything underneath?”
“I’m sliding my panties off right now.”
I close my eyes, remembering her in my office that first night I’d got her off, my hand catching on the tie of her robe, and that sinfully sexy lingerie set she’d had on. “Lace ones?”
“Yes.”
I unbutton my pants, sliding down the zipper till my cock pops free. “Tell me about your dream.”
“Well, it kind of started out the way we woke the other morning. My back against your front.”
You mean the morning I was half asleep and out of my goddamn mind to be doing that stuff to her? I can’t regret it, though. Not if it led to where we are now. “Yeah, I remember.”
“And you were… thrusting against me.”
I grin, imagining the spreading blush on her cheeks. She’s such the perfect mixture of siren and innocent. “How’d it feel?”
“Amazing,” she sighs, like she’s reliving the experience. “So hard. And I was really wet.”
I groan, clutching the phone tighter to my ear as I grasp myself, pumping slowly. “Are you wet now?”
“I’m getting there. Tell me what you’re wearing.”
My hand pauses. “Serena, I- I don’t know what to say about me. I want to talk about you.”
“You have to give me something,” she insists. “You didn’t have a problem the last time we were together in your gym.”
“That was in the moment. You had me so hot, I barely knew what I was saying.”
“Then let’s get in the moment,” she says, all seductive teasing. “Are you unbuttoning your shirt? Unzipping your pants?”
“I unzipped them as soon as you told me you were undressing.”
She makes ammmnoise. “And then what did you do?”
I take a deep breath, just going for it. “I started getting myself off when you said how wet you were in your dream.”
“That’s what I want to hear. See, you’re good at this.”