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"Do you have any idea how soothing your voice is?" Keith grumbles softly as he leans back on his headboard with his hand behind his head.
His laptop screen is positioned on his bed and I have a perfect view to watch his muscles flex.
I let out a small giggle before responding. "No I didn't. I've always hated the sound of my voice but thank you though."
We've been on FaceTime for like three hours because I'm home alone and I hate being home alone and it's even worse with all these moving boxes around my room.
"Your voice sounds so seductive. Which makes me wonder if you speak to everyone like this?" He chuckles.
"No, just you baby." I'm laid on my bed with a white tank top on and my black raven hair tied into a ponytail behind my head.
"Hmm, you got me feeling some of way." Keith licks his lips as he shifts his position to get comfortable.
"How am I making you feel?" I ask.
"Baby you don't want to know." He mumbles deep and huskily causing my legs to clench as I feel tingles deep inside of me.
"Tell me Keith." I demand softly.
"It's got me feeling like I should come over there and put it on you."
I roll over and lay on my front, "Maybe you should." I whisper.
"Don't play like that. You know I will."
"I know. I want you. And I'm home alone so we wouldn't have to sneak around."
Keith and I have been together for three years, on and off. When we first started dating I was fifteen and he was twenty-two, obviously at that time he didn't know I was seven years younger than him because we met at a party and I lied about my age.
As shit between us got serious I had to tell him the truth and then shit between us got really bad because he was obviously pissed because he was having sex with a fifteen year old unknowingly.
But now after us taking a break and then dating secretly we're together openly again. Even though my parents hate him with a passion.
"You serious?"
I nod and smile, "Yeah, come over."
He gets up from his bed and walking around his room, grabbing a couple things before coming back to his laptop screen. "I'll be there in ten minutes."
