𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘, ᵁᴺᴰᴱᴿᴳᴿᴼᵁᴺᴰ ᴿᴬᴾᴾᴱᴿˢ & ᴿᴬᴾᴾᴱᴿˢ

PHONE SEX, 034

IN WHICH... HE TALKS HER THROUGH IT ON THE PHONE.

THE PHONE BUZZED IN YOUR HAND AS YOU LAID BACK ON YOUR BED, BITING YOUR LIP IN ANTICIPATION.

It was Tony—your mind started racing the second his name popped up on your screen. Y'all had been runnin' around this tension for a minute, but tonight? It felt different like something was about to pop off.

You picked up, trying to sound casual, but your voice had that low edge to it. "What's good, Tony?"

His deep voice came through the line, smooth as ever. "Ain't nothin', just thinkin' 'bout you. What you doin'?"

That voice always got you. You could already feel your body reacting, heat pooling between your thighs. You crossed your legs, trying to keep your cool, but it wasn't working. "Chillin'. In bed. You?"

Tony chuckled, that dark, teasing sound that always made you weak. "Same. Wish I was there with you, though."

You could hear the smirk in his voice, and it sent a shiver down your spine. "Yeah? What would you do if you were?"

There was a pause, just long enough for your mind to start racing. "I'd have you moaning my name, baby. You already know how I get down."

The way he said it, low and confident, had you pressing your thighs together, trying to relieve the pressure building up inside you. But it wasn't enough. You wanted more. Needed more.

"Tony..." Your voice came out breathy, needy. You couldn't help it. The way he talked to you, the way he knew exactly what to say, had you feeling some type of way. "Can you... can you talk me through it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, like he was processing what you'd just said. Then, he spoke, his voice even lower, more commanding. "You wet for me already, huh? Damn, girl. You got it bad."

You bit your lip, your free hand sliding down your body, under the waistband of your panties. "Yeah, Tony. Just from hearin' you talk."

"Good," he growled, and you could hear the shift in his tone. He was into it, just as much as you were. "I want you to slide your fingers down that pretty pussy for me. Feel how wet you are."

Your fingers brushed against your slick folds, and you couldn't help the moan that escaped your lips. "Fuck, Tony..."

"That's right," he encouraged, his voice steady and firm. "Now, rub that clit for me. Slow, just like I would if I was there."

You did as he said, circling your clit with trembling fingers, your breath coming out in shallow gasps. "It feels so good, Tony..."

"I know it does, baby," he murmured, his voice like honey dripping into your ear. "Now, I want you to slide two fingers inside that tight pussy. Pretend it's me fillin' you up."

You moaned louder this time, slipping your fingers inside yourself, feeling the slick heat and imagining it was him stretching you out. "Oh, fuck..."

"Damn, you sound so sexy right now," he groaned, and you could tell he was getting off on hearing you. "You takin' them fingers like a good girl? Pretend it's my dick, baby. You know you love the way I stretch you out."

Your back arched off the bed as you pumped your fingers in and out, your other hand working your clit faster now, chasing that high. "Tony, I'm so close..."

"Don't cum yet," he ordered, his voice sharp. "Not until I say so."

You whined, your body shaking with need, but you slowed your pace, holding off as best you could. "Please, Tony..."

"Good girl," he praised, his voice softening just a bit. "Now, I want you to go faster. Fuck yourself like you know I would."

You obeyed, speeding up your movements, your hips bucking against your hand. "I'm gonna cum, Tony. Please..."

"Do it," he commanded, his voice rough and urgent. "Cum for me, baby. Let me hear you."

With a cry, you came hard, your body shaking with the force of it, your fingers slick and drenched. You could hear Tony groaning on the other end, and the sound of it made you shiver all over again.

"Fuck," he breathed, and you could hear the satisfaction in his voice. "You're somethin' else, girl."

You lay there, panting, trying to catch your breath. "You always know just what to say, Tony."

"Always," he agreed, his voice low and smooth. "And you know I'll be there next time to make you feel even better."

A smile tugged at your lips as you let his words sink in. "Can't wait."