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Alpha Mail by Brenda Rothert (15)

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ROUGHRIDER16: Hey, how are you?

SIENNAM: Not bad. You?

ROUGHRIDER16: I have the attention of a beautiful woman. Never been better.

SIENNAM: Do you like coffee?

ROUGHRIDER16: No. I mostly drink water. Why?

SIENNAM: Just curious.

ROUGHRIDER16: You know what I do like?

SIENNAM: ???

ROUGHRIDER16: The thought of silencing that sharp tongue of yours with a kiss.

SIENNAM: Sharp, hmm?

ROUGHRIDER16: Don’t worry, I know it’s mostly just your sexual frustration talking when you’re salty.

SIENNAM: Hang on . . .

SIENNAM: Sorry, just another sec . . .

SIENNAM: Okay, I’m back. I was laughing really hard there for a minute. What the hell would you know about my sexual frustration?

ROUGHRIDER16: I know I could turn that roar of yours into a purr.

SIENNAM: Do tell, O Rough one . . .

ROUGHRIDER16: I’d start with a massage. Slowly and sensually caressing every inch of you, but not the places you really want me to touch. I’d just suffer the sounds of your moans and the arch of your back as you silently begged me for more.

SIENNAM: That does sound like a strong start . . .

ROUGHRIDER16: Then I’d repeat the process with my mouth.

SIENNAM: You would.

SIENNAM: I mean . . . you would? *cringe of embarrassment*

ROUGHRIDER16: *grin*

ROUGHRIDER16: Never be embarrassed around me.

SIENNAM: What would you do next?

ROUGHRIDER16: Kiss you. Hard and fast. Slow and soft. I’d kiss you until your lips were tingling and your chest was rising and falling as you panted my name.

SIENNAM: I’d kiss you back. I’d wind my hair into your hair, close my eyes and just inhale you. Even if I couldn’t see you, just knowing what you feel and sound and taste like would be . . . more. It would be everything, really. The whole world knows what you look like.

ROUGHRIDER16: Wow. I’m very turned on right now.

SIENNAM: Me too.

ROUGHRIDER16: Was your first time having sex a good experience?

SIENNAM: I think it was better than most. It was with a high school boyfriend. We were both 17. He was patient and gentle. What about you?

ROUGHRIDER16: Well, I’m a guy. I think our first time is always a good experience.

SIENNAM: Why don’t I get any details?

ROUGHRIDER16: I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. I was 16, she was 18. She lived in my neighborhood.

SIENNAM: Was she a virgin, too?

ROUGHRIDER16: Yeah.

SIENNAM: Was it a one-time only thing?

ROUGHRIDER16: No, it was a few times.

SIENNAM: You must’ve been good.

ROUGHRIDER16: Back then, who knows. I hope I was.

SIENNAM: But now you know you’re good?

ROUGHRIDER16: I’ve gotten excellent feedback.

SIENNAM: But were they telling the truth?

ROUGHRIDER16: I assume so. But I can feel it when a woman comes, so I’d know if they were lying.

SIENNAM: What sorcery is this?

ROUGHRIDER16: A man just has to pay attention. If he’s not completely focused on his own dick, it’s pretty obvious . . .

SIENNAM: How so?

ROUGHRIDER16: You really want to know all this?

SIENNAM: I really do. Whisper your pussy expertise.

ROUGHRIDER16: Well, if I was inside you, here’s how I’d know you were coming . . . you’d clench around me really tight and I’d feel you start to spasm. It would take all my self-control to hold on and not let that squeezing sensation milk me dry.

SIENNAM: Um . . . that sounds nice. You can feel that?

ROUGHRIDER16: Yep.

SIENNAM: What turns you on?

ROUGHRIDER16: Right now? Thoughts of you. What your hair would feel like on my chest, how your nipples taste, what you wear to bed, that kind of thing. What about you?

SIENNAM: Well . . . this.

ROUGHRIDER16: You like dirty talk?

SIENNAM: Sometimes. Most men aren’t very good at it. They just repeat the same two or three things over and over again . . .

ROUGHRIDER16: You’d look like a goddess on top of me, you know. With that red hair down your arched back and your hips grinding against me. I wouldn’t be able to let you ride me for long.

SIENNAM: Because you’d come?

ROUGHRIDER16: Hell no. Because I’d grab your hips and pound you fucking senseless.

SIENNAM: Oh. I think I’d like that.

ROUGHRIDER16: You think?

SIENNAM: This is frustrating. I want you.

ROUGHRIDER16: I want you back.

SIENNAM: I’m all wet and completely alone. So sad.

ROUGHRIDER16: FUCKING HELL. You’re making me crazy.

SIENNAM: You gonna do something about it?

ROUGHRIDER16: Why don’t you do something for me? Slip your hand into your panties.

SIENNAM: I want to, but . . . I can’t.

ROUGHRIDER16: Why not?

SIENNAM: Because I don’t know who you are and . . . I’m just not there yet.

ROUGHRIDER16: I understand. And I’m glad you were honest with me.

SIENNAM: I will be going to bed very hot and bothered, though.

ROUGHRIDER16: Me too.

SIENNAM: So tired, but talk again soon?

ROUGHRIDER16: Yes. Sweet dreams, Sienna. Or maybe not so sweet . . . ?

SIENNAM: I’ll never tell.