Burned

Chapter 16—Hot

IT TOOK EVERYTHING in me not to drive straight to Finnley’s house when I left the station, but I know if I don’t get some sleep, there’s no way I’ll be able to function. After a quick shower, I toss on a pair of boxer briefs, flop down on top of the covers in bed and dial Finnley’s number.

She answers on the second ring. “How was work?”

Her voice is filled with the rasp of sleep and I feel bad that I woke her up.

“It was exhausting. I’m sorry I woke you.”

“It’s fine, I was dreaming about you anyway and hearing your voice is much better.”

I can hear her smile and the rustle of covers through the line and my dick starts to harden just thinking about her body all warm and soft under the blankets.

“I hope you’re naked while you were thinking about me,” I tease.

“I wasn’t, but that can easily be arranged,” she replies with a soft laugh.

My mind fills with all sorts of naughty ideas and the exhaustion of the last forty-eight hours of work quickly leaves my body.

We’ve talked a lot over the last few days. We touched on important things like her shitty marriage and why she never had children, my failed relationships and our families. I have loved every second of getting to know her again, but I want to know more. She slept with one man for most of her life and I find it hard to believe he was able to fulfill all of her fantasies. From the brief conversation we had about our past sex lives, I know there are a lot of things she’s never experienced. I want to know what she dreams about, I want to know what turns her on and I want to make every single one of those things come true. I’ve had a pretty adventurous sex life. I’ve dabbled in bondage and even experienced threesomes. Fucking two women at the same time would probably fulfill most guy’s deepest, darkest desire, but nothing turns me on more than the thought of finding out what makes Finnley burn. I could tell by the excitement on her face when my palm connected with her ass that it turned her on and she wanted more, but was afraid to ask for it. I don’t want her to ever be afraid to tell me what she wants.

“If you’re wearing underwear, take them off,” I demand softly into the phone.

I hear her breath catch, but the rustling of fabric through the line tells me she’s following my orders.

“Now, put the phone on speaker and set it down on the pillow next to you,” I continue.

She doesn’t say a word. While she situates the phone, I reach down under the covers and palm my cock.

“Are we seriously going to have phone sex right now?” she asks with a shaky voice before laughing softly.

“If I was there with you right now, what would you want me to do to you, Finnley?” I ask quietly, cutting off her laugh.

“Touch me,” she replies quickly.

I smile to myself and realize I’m going to have to work a little harder to pull the information I want out of her.

“Would you want me to f**k you with my fingers?”

She moans and my c**k jerks against my palm.

“Yes. I want your fingers inside me, Collin.”

The sound of her sighing my name has me pushing my hand inside my boxer briefs and wrapping it around my cock.

“Touch yourself, Finnley. You’re wet, aren’t you? So f**king hot and wet I bet your fingers are just slipping through your pu**y,” I moan as I slide my hand up and down my c**k slowly.

“Oh, my God,” she whispers through the line.

I close my eyes and picture her delicate fingers circling her clit and then pushing inside of her body.

“Fuck, you have no idea the things I want to do to you,” I mutter as I grip my c**k harder and move my hand faster.

“Tell me,” she murmurs through the line.

“I want your fingers inside of you first. Close your eyes and push them inside your pu**y and imagine it’s my c**k filling you.”

She whimpers and I immediately know she’s done as I ask.

“I want to tie you to the bed and f**k you so hard you scream my name,” I tell her through a groan as I squeeze the tip of my cock.

“Yes,” she breathes through a sigh.

“I can picture you with your arms above your head and your back arched, trying to pull free from the bindings as I slam my c**k into you.”

She whimpers again and I move my fist faster up and down my c**k as I listen to her touch herself.

“I want it all, baby. If I were there with you right now I’d flip you over and f**k you from behind. I’d drag my fingers through your pu**y and get them nice and wet, then I’d slowly push them in your ass while I f**ked you.”

I can tell my gut instinct about her wanting to push the boundaries of sex are spot on when she hears the words I’ve spoken.

“Oh, God,” she breathes with a hitch of excitement in her throat.

My hand moves faster on my c**k as I think about taking her in every way possible. I think about how tight she’d be around my c**k if I inched myself inside her ass.

“Would you let me take you like that, Lee? Would you let me f**k your ass with my c**k instead of my fingers?”

She lets out a low, throaty moan and my excitement builds when I know she’s on board and just as turned on as I am.

“Yes, Collin. Fuck, yes.”

My balls tighten with the need to come when I hear the conviction in her voice.

“Rub your clit, baby. Bring those wet fingers up and circle them around you,” I demand.