“But I want you to come for me baby.” I whispered seductively. I closed my eyes, trying to envision his face as he came shooting his release over my tits.
“Ladies first. I want you to take two fingers and put them in your mouth get them nice and wet. Do it Nikki.” He sounded so desperate it was thrilling. His voice alone had the ability to make me reach my orgasm. I took my free hand and did as I was told sucking on my fingers pulling them out of my mouth making sure he heard the sucking noise on his end of the phone call. “Stick your wet fingers in your pussy. In and out. Faster. Harder. Prime yourself for my dick. You want my dick don’t you Nikki? Tell me…”
“Oh my God. Yes.” I worked my pussy with my fingers, adding another finger because Mikey’s fingers were much bigger than mine were and I wanted to get as close to the real deal as I could.
“Say the words…” He panted.
“I want… oh sweet mother…. I want your… dick.” I started to clench around my fingers. I was close… so fucking close. I usually had to chase my orgasm willing it to happen, but at that moment I was trying to keep it at bay struggling to hold out because this was too good to ever end.
“I want to eat your sweet pussy. I’m fucking starving for it Nikki. Just a taste.”
“Yes, yes please!” If he was between my legs right now the second his tongue pressed against my clit I would be a loose cannon exploding all over his mouth. “Mikey… I can’t… I’m going to come... I…” I stammered gasping as my orgasm hit me hard.
“Thatta girl…” Mikey moaned into the phone.
I dropped the phone to grasp the sheets in my fist as my body quaked from the intensity of my orgasm.
Holy. Mother. Of. God.
My limbs felt like Jell-O all the tension that was built up in my body disappeared, I was completely content unable to move. I struggled to regain control of my breathing taking deep breaths in and letting them out. I closed my eyes… I could’ve fallen asleep, that’s how relaxed I was all because Mikey had… OH MY GOD.
My eyes snapped open, staring up at the ceiling I asked myself what the fuck had I just done? That phone conversation did not go at all like it was supposed to not even close. Regretfully, I rolled on my side and saw that the phone was still on. I bit my lip nervously careful not to make any noise.
“Nikki?”
I cringed at the sound of his voice coming from my phone before I could change my mind I picked it up and quickly ended the call. I chucked the phone across the room and this time I didn’t go chasing after it. I was never going to use the phone again. I buried my face into my pillow, regretting my actions but not willing to trade what had just happened for a clear conscience.
Chapter Eleven
I stared at my phone for the hundredth time in the hopes that Nikki would’ve text me back or at least returned one of my phone calls. Nothing. I wasn’t even sure her phone was on anymore because there was a little red exclamation mark next to the last three texts I sent her. So much for trying to do the right thing and calling her to apologize for almost kissing her. I won’t call that a kiss. I refuse to. However, I definitely succeeded in making Nikki come.
She had been the star in many of my wildest dreams. I imagined her face and the noises she would make when she came but the reality of listening to her come exceeded any of my expectations. The sound of her voice as she cried out has been haunting me. I only wish I could have seen her face as she drove herself into oblivion.
I was still trying to wrap my head around what had transpired. A simple call to straighten things out between us erupted into phone sex. Incredible phone sex that left me shooting my load across my stomach imagining that it was Nikki’s hand and not my own bringing me to sweet release.
“A penny for your thoughts.” Vic said throwing an arm around my shoulders. Trust me guy you don’t want to know anything about my thoughts right now. I sighed slipping my phone into my pocket I looked at Vic clearing my throat and pushing Nikki out of my head. “It’s a lot to absorb but I think we’re making progress.” Vic added. We’ve been at Temptations for almost four hours preparing for the grand opening. Today we hired two dozen bartenders and were in the midst of interviewing table hostesses and shot girls. I really had no fucking interest in any of this but I was trying to put my best foot forward. I followed Vic’s lead scanning the line of girls in front of us. I wasn’t sure what credentials we were scoping them out for if they were easy on the eyes and could carry a tray I say hire the chick. But no Vic asked them a dozen questions that I never would have thought to ask.