Page 165 of Scandalous Contract

My cock jerked as if nodding its head yes.

JULIAN: I fucking love it. I love the way your lips stretch around it while you moan.

She released a little moan right then and I fisted my cock tighter, pumping it harder.

STEFANIE:I’m wet now.

JULIAN:How wet?

STEFANIE:I’m soaking my fingers. I miss the feel of you on top of me. The way you grind just right before you thrust slow and deep. You always know exactly what to do to send me over the edge and make me cum all over that big cock.

I slid my thumb over the crown of my cock and groaned low in my throat.

JULIAN:You riding your fingers or just teasing that pretty clit like a good girl?

STEFANIE:I’m being bad for you. I’ve got two fingers inside. My thumb on my clit. Just like you do me.

JULIAN:Fuck. You better not stop. Don’t stop until your legs shake and your fingers are slick with your pearly cum.

STEFANIE:I won’t stop. And don’t you stop until your cum is coating your hand and stomach. Picture me on my knees in front of you. You’re fucking my throat as you grip my hair, holding my head in place. Saliva is dripping down my chin, splashing onto my breasts. Fill my throat with your cum, Julian. I need it.

Fuck, this woman was going to make me come so fucking hard! I tightened my grip and pumped faster, chest rising and falling hard.

JULIAN:You want me in you, baby? You want this dick dragging against that sweet spot until you scream my name into that pillow?

STEFANIE:Yes. I want it now. I’m so close, Julian. Say something filthy. Make me come.

I licked my lips, imagined her lying there in my shirt, drenched, desperate.

JULIAN:If I were there with you, I’d spread you wide, and tongue your clit while you begged for more, then fuck you slow with just the tip. Once I had you riled up enough, I’d fill your pussy slowly, making you swallow me inch by inch until you were stuffed full of this cock. Then I’d pound that pussy until your entire body was trembling. Once you were close to coming undone, I’d flip you over onto your stomach, and drill you into the fucking mattress, not stopping until that pussy gripped me tightly and your juices rained down on my hard cock.

STEFANIE:I’m coming, Julian.

I gripped myself tighter, matching the rhythm of her moans.

JULIAN: Fuck, baby. I can hear how wet that pussy is through the phone. That’s it. Let it out. Let me hear how wet you are.

She whimpered, moaned into the phone, breath hitching. It was that sound that sent me over the edge. My orgasm hit hard, my body jerking as I came with a groan, her name ripping from my throat as my cum spurted all over me.

I lay there, breathing hard, the phone resting on the pillow beside me. She was quiet on the other end, her breaths soft now. We both remained silent for a moment. It was I who broke that silence.

“I love you,” I whispered, still staring at the ceiling, still missing her like crazy. Even more so, now.

Silence followed my words. But when she did speak, it made me so fucking happy.

“You’ll hear those words from me the next time I see you,” she whispered.

“What?” I asked, sitting up in bed. “What did you say?”

“I’ll say those three words back to you when I get home. I want to tell them to you face-to-face. Okay?”

Me, a grown ass man, nearly cried right fucking then.

“Okay, baby,” I whispered, smiling, completely undone. “Get some rest. Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, my heart,” she whispered, before ending the call.

My smile widened as I sat there, staring at the wall. She’d called me her heart. I laughed. Stefanie Adams had called me her heart. I don’t think I’d ever been that fucking happy in my life. I didn’t even care that I had nut everywhere. I was floating. The woman I loved, loved me back.