Billionaires Dollar Series

“About… us?”

Her hesitance to speak the words out loud makes me smile. Such a charming mixture of bravery and innocence, in a way. “Yes, when I started to tell you about all the things I want to do to you. I want to hear your list on Saturday.”

Am I imagining things, or is Bella’s voice breathless? “I’m not sure if you’re ready for my list.”

Her teasing pushes me over the edge. “Do your worst.”

“All right, I will. Underestimating me isn’t a good tactic, you know.”

“I’m scared.”

“You should be,” she says. “What are you doing now?”

“Lying on my bed.”

“Do you only ever call me from bed?”

Oh, the temptation. “It makes it very easy to imagine you’re next to me.”

Her voice drops. “I see. Anything in particular you’re imagining?”

If she insists…

“Well, you’re not wearing a lot of clothes in my imagination.”

“Ah,” is all she says, and then I hear footsteps on hardwood floors.

“Where are you going?”

“To my bed,” she says.

Are we doing this? Surely not. But… damn if her breathlessness in my ear isn’t hot as hell. Can I push it?

A real gentleman wouldn’t, but despite my joke, I know I’m not one of those-and Bella has told me she’s okay with this. With us.

“I like the sound of that,” I say. “What are you wearing outside of my imagination?”

“Pajama shorts and a T-shirt.”

The image makes me smile, at the same time as my mind wanders. Her long, fair legs would be on display. “Nice,” I say. “But I like you better without.”

“I’m taking the shirt off now… no bra underneath.”

“Mmm, fuck. I can picture your tits.”

“I wish you were here,” she says. “Doing what you did the other night.”

I undo the zipper to my jeans and look over at my bedroom door. It’s firmly shut and the girls are fast asleep upstairs. “What did I do the other night?” I ask.

“Ethan.”

“I want to hear you say it.” I push down my boxers and close my hand around my rapidly hardening cock. It’s so easy to see her in front of me, back arched and those beautiful rosy nipples ready for me.

“Sucked on my nipples,” she whispers. There’s only brief hesitation in her voice, and damn if it doesn’t make me grow harder.

“Yes, I did. Bit them, too.”

“I liked that,” she murmurs.

“So did I. I want you to touch yourself now,” I tell her. “Are you wearing panties?”

“Slide your hand in and touch your pussy for me.”

A breathy moan. “Okay.”

Imagining her like this is the easiest thing in the world. On her bed, phone clasped to her ear, her other hand working between her legs. “I want you so much, Bella.”

“I want you too.” Her voice has changed, now, deepened and darkened into something I can’t turn away from. “I’m imagining your touch on my skin.”

“Where?”

“You tell me,” she murmurs. “It’s your touch.”

“Your lips. Your neck. Your nipples. Your stomach. Your inner thighs. Your pussy.”

A breathy sigh from Bella-I imagine her running her hand down her body, just like that. “So greedy.”

“For you? Hell yes.”

“Just hearing your voice is making me wet,” she murmurs. “It’s actually… wow, I’ve never done this before.”

“Getting dirty on the phone?”

“That’s okay. It’s just me, baby. It’s just us.” My cock slips easily through my hand now as I stroke. “There’s nothing you could say that wouldn’t turn me on.”

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I retort. “I’m so hard here for you, and you feel so good around me.”

Her voice… her breathy moans in my ear. It’s enough to send need pounding through my spine, my legs, my cock.

“Slide a finger inside,” I tell her.

“Okay,” she whispers. “I wish it was you. My finger isn’t big enough.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Use two.”

“Still not big enough.”