It’s been the longest week ever. Cash has been calling me nightly and we’re getting to know each other more and more. The more we talk, the more I miss him. Tomorrow is finally the day he’s back in town. I’m grabbing a shower trying to relax, because all I can think about is tomorrow night. I feel like it’s been months since Cash’s hands and lips have been on me from that one fantastic night we had on his farm.

I hear the phone ring and hurry to wrap a towel around me and grab the phone.

“Hey handsome.” I’m breathless and anxious to hear his voice when I respond.

“Hello beautiful,” he murmurs into the phone. “What’s got you all out of breath?”

If he could see me now he would know I’m as red as a tomato when I respond with, “I just got out of the shower and was hurrying to catch your call.”

“Are you telling me your naked? I’m dying here Mia,” he grumbles.

“Well, no. I’m in a towel. I just got out of the shower. What else would I be wearing?” I’m throwing sass at him and he knows it as I hear him chuckle.

“I wish I was there with you. I’d lay you down on that bed, slowly peel that towel off and lick every inch of water that’s still on you. I’d slowly make my way to your nipples that I love so much. They’ve been haunting me, you know.”

“They have?” I ask, my breathing unsteady.

“Yeah, Darlin’, they have. I love how pink they turn after my lips have been on them.”

I gasp. I’m now wet and can feel it gathering against the inside of my thighs.

“Cash,” I moan out. I’m rubbing my legs together for friction, when I really want to slide my hand down and play. I sit down, because his voice, the words he’s using, and the way he speaks to me… it’s all combining to make my knees so weak they can’t hold me up anymore.

“Go to the bed Mia,” he orders.

“I am. Your voice has me wanting you so badly, Cash,” I whisper into the phone.

“Yea, Darlin’ me too. Lay back now and uncover. I want you to start with those nipples, pretend your hands are mine. I want you to play with them, pinch them, and pull on them. Imagine it’s my lips and my fingers doing the work,” he grumbles.

I’m already lost in the desire his demands create.

“Oh god, I need more,” I gasp out.

“Part those sweet thighs, Mia. I’m right there with you. My lips on yours, my fingers inside that sweet cunt. Put your finger on your clit and get yourself ready, but don’t you come until I tell you to.”

I hear a sound that reminds me of a zipper going down and God, I’m soaked now.

“Cash. What are you doing?”

“Gonna imagine my fist is your hand around my cock, while you come for me,” he growls out and oh yeah, I like that.

I like that a lot.

“Now, put two fingers inside your pussy and use your thumb on your clit, Mia.”

I slowly do what he says, getting closer and closer to orgasming.

“God, I’m close, Cash. Tell me you are with me. I want to come with you,” I grind out, while rocking my hips up and down to the motions of me playing with myself.

“I’m right there with you, Mia. I’m ready to explode thinking about you doing this to yourself. Next time I’m going to be right there in front of you and I’m going to paint your body with my cum. Marking you as mine.”

With his declaration I come.

“Ahh…,” I scream out, and I can hear him as he comes too.

“Mia,” he moans.

Once we both recover, there’s nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing coming through the phone.

“Damn, Mia. I can’t wait to see you,” he says.

“I can’t either, Cash,” I respond.

We say our goodbyes and I’m quickly drifting off to sleep, hoping that tomorrow goes by fast.