Pt 3
Standing up I headed for the shower turning on just the cold water I stripped down but as my fingers brush across my body, my skin tingles and the ache between my legs worsens. Heading back to the bed I went to grab Dom only to find it missing.
“Oh my god really?” Now feeling frustrated for a whole new reason I grabbed the phone and dialled 09 listening to the ringtone i was ready to shout, but on hearing his voice all was forgotten.
“Yes Kitty Cat, what can I do for you?” His voice sounded huskier and breathless. “you took something that belongs to me and i need it back” i tell him trying to sound stern but coming across needy. Laughing he tells me “I know I'm holding it as we speak” I hear a sniffing sound then what sounds like a growl, causing my pussy walls to clench and my clit to throb. “Mmmm you smell so good Kitty Cat, i've had to find an empty room to calm down my throbbing cock, i can't get the image of you laying on the bed beneath me out of my head” he literally purrs down the phone.
“Yours gorgeous curves, ample breasts, it was difficult to walk away from you when i saw those large, peaky stuff nipples poking through your nightie”.
Without even realising it I sat down on the bed, my spare hand roaming down my body touching everywhere cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples before moving on till I found my hot dripping pussy. Rubbing a finger over my engorged clitous I groaned out loud, “Do you like the sound of that, my Kitty Cat? What would've happened if I hadn't of left and had actually kissed you? ” Derek growled down the phone. Listening to his voice and his rapid breathing was intoxicating.
I could hear a shuffling sound along with a zipper being opened. My body was burning up from the inside, and I knew the only solution was to relieve the ache between my thighs. “I wanted you to kiss me, to touch me, to feel the wetness between my lips” I purred down the phone as I ran my fingers through my lips slowly pushing one inside my heated core.
I groaned, pushing in another finger, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate . “Does your pussy feel good, my kitty cat?” “Yes,” my voice was so thick and needy that I didn't recognize it as my own. “Good, I want to hear you cum for me” I work my fingers in and out faster using my thumb to put pressure on my clit, “I would of happily kissed you but i don't think i could of stopped at your lips i’d want to taste every inch of the curves you hide beneath those baggy clothes” his breathing sounded heavy, his groans matching my own.
Closing my eyes I pictured him with his hand wrapped around his hard cock working up and down his shaft imagining what it would feel like in my hand, my mouth, inside my pussy.
“I want to taste you too, feel your hard cock sliding in my mouth and down my throat, tasting your precum as it runs across my tongue” I hear myself saying out loud, what was this man doing to me I’d never spoke those kind of words before never touched myself whilst someone else was listening, never found myself getting turned on from hearing a man pleasuring himself especially over me.
“Are you close to purring for me?” Derek growls down the phone, my fingers pick up speed hurrying towards my climax. I feel my walls tighten before the pleasure explodes though my body causing every inch of me to quiver as I let out what sounds more like a howl then a purr.
“Good girl Kitty Cat, now tell me how your fingers taste” he demands, sounding even more needy and stern then before.
“What?” I exclaimed shocked at the command “I want to know how your juices taste, so be a good girl and suck your fingers NOW!”
I was in two minds: do I hang up or do i suck? I wanted to hear him cum so I decided to do as I was told, sliding my fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked my fingers clean moaning as I did, I was surprised at how sweet my juices tasted.
On hearing my moans Derek's breathing picks up before he lets out the deepest, heediest, manly growl I'd ever heard.
Catching my breath, I hear a rustling indicating that he was obviously cleaning himself up, “You're such a good girl Kitty Cat, but you need to run!” with that the line went dead. Looking at the phone I wasn't sure what he meant then I saw the time on the screen. “Oh shit” I stumbled off the bed grabbing clothes and hastingly getting dressed now running late for today's final class.
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