Katie was half-scandalized and half-turned on by Cain’s questions. “Yes,” was all she say. She felt all those things.
“Tell me,” he ordered.
Katie licked her lips. She could feel her nipples getting harder. “My nipples are hard.”
“What color are they?”
“Dusty rose.”
“Touch them for me,” he groaned.
Katie’s hands slid up to cover her breasts. Their fullness filled her hands. Her nipples grew even tighter as she massaged them and plucked at them with her fingers. She moaned and her legs came together to try and ease the throbbing emptiness. She wanted release.
“Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “I ache.”
“Do you have the roses nearby?” Cain questioned.
“Yes,” Katie replied as she turned her head to admire them.
“Take one of them in your hand.” Cain waited while she followed his instructions. “Now close your eyes and pretend the petals are my fingertips. Draw the petals over your legs and up your stomach.”
Katie clenched her teeth and let out a low hiss as she did as he asked. The soft petals against her sensitive skin aroused her unbearably. “Let the petals slide over your nipples. Back and forth. Back and forth.” His low voice was hypnotic, and she blindly followed his instructions.
Katie got lost in a world of sensual pleasure as she drew the rose over her nipples. The slight friction of the petals on her nipples was driving her crazy. Their velvety softness caressed her breasts and teased their hard tips. It was too much and not enough at the same time. She needed more. She needed Cain, but he wasn’t here.
The scent of the flower was intoxicating, as her breathing grew more rapid and uneven. Katie was caught in the sensual snare of Cain’s voice and no longer hesitated at his commands.
“Put a pillow under your ass and spread your legs for me, Katie.” Katie grabbed the pillow next to her and stuffed it under her behind, and then she spread her legs without a moment’s thought. “Wider.” Cain ordered. Cain paused for a moment. “Are you open wide for me, Katie?”
“Oh, yes,” she moaned, straining to open her legs wider. “Only for you.”
“Keep them open as wide as you can.”
“Yes,” she promised, pushing them even further apart.
“Put your middle finger in your mouth and suck on it. Hard.” His odd command jolted her for a moment, but she complied and began to lick and suck her finger. “That’s good,” he praised her. “Now, spread yourself wide with your other hand and use your wet finger to lightly rub your clit.”
Katie moaned as she did as he’d asked. Her heels dug into the mattress as her hips pushed upwards. The air was thick with the smell of her arousal mixed with the pungent scent of the roses as deep moans slipped from her. She was so close to coming, and her entire being was focused on her pleasure.
“Keep your legs open. That’s it. Just keep your touch light and steady.” Cain’s breath was deep and harsh as it filled the room. “Now, slide that finger right up inside your wet pussy. Feel your muscles clench around it.” Katie pushed her finger deep inside and arched up as her inner muscles clench it. She could hear Cain talking in the background, but could barely understand what he was saying. A second finger joined the first one deep inside her.
“God, I want my cock deep inside you. It would feel so damn good.” Katie could hear the pain and longing in his voice. “Pretend that your fingers are mine. Use them however you want. However you need. I want to hear you come.”
Katie continued to move her fingers, finding a rhythm that pleased her. Using her thumb, she brushed her clitoris and moaned in pleasure. Cain’s voice kept up a steady stream of encouragement and praise. “Reach for it, baby.”
Katie’s breath was coming harder and faster, but it still wasn’t enough. “Cain, help me…”
“Pinch one of your nipples hard, Katie, but don’t stop moving your fingers. You’re so close, baby.”
Katie was sweating now. She could feel the perspiration roll down her forehead. Without thought, she followed Cain’s instructions. Rolling one of her taut nipples between her thumb and forefinger, she then pinched it. At the same time, she thrust her fingers as deep inside her as they would go. “Your fingers are longer,” she wailed.
“I wish I was there. I’d eat your sweet pussy until you came. Imagine it, Katie. Imagine me doing that for you. Because I will, you know. I’ll lick your clit and suck your lips until you cry for mercy, but I won’t stop. Not until you come in my face. Soon, Katie,” he promised. “Soon.”
Katie was moaning and thrashing on the bed. So close. She was teetering right on the edge.
“Come for me, Katie. Come for me. Now.” At Cain’s final command, she brushed her thumb across her clitoris and rode the wave of sensation.
Desire reached a feverish pitch and Katie reached for it. Her orgasm washed over her, filling her completely before releasing her. She fell back in bed, exhausted and replete, but strangely empty at the same time. Her legs moved restlessly over the sheets even as her body thrummed with pleasure. She wanted Cain here with her. In her.
“You’re beautiful in your passion, Katie.” Cain’s voice was deep and rough in her ear. “Next time, I want my cock to be in you when you come. I want you to want that, Katie.”
His words were making her feel hot and bothered all over again. The hand on her breast began to move again, stroking her engorged nipple. “Yes, Cain.” She felt so good right now. “I want to feel you inside me.” She shivered as the hand between her legs began to stroke her wet, aching flesh.
His strained laughter filled the other end. “You sure make it hard on a man.”
Katie suddenly became aware of the fact that she was sprawled wantonly on her bed having phone sex with Cain. She closed her eyes and groaned even as she reached over the end of the bed and pulled the covers up over her naked, sensitive skin. “I’m sorry.”
“Why? You just gave me a beautiful thing. Thank you.” As if he could hear her thoughts he went on. “Don’t feel awkward or guilty. We both enjoyed ourselves.”
“All right,” Katie promised, not sure she would be able to keep it. “I won’t.”
“I’ll see you soon, Katie. Sleep well and dream of me.”
She could hear him breathing on the other end of the phone and knew he was waiting for her to sever their connection. “Good night, Cain. Sleep well.” She heard him muttering to himself as she reached out and broke the connection.
Smiling to herself and hugging his “not likely” to her heart, Katie turned off the bedside lamp and settled into bed. She reached under the covers and pulled out the slightly squashed rose and placed it gently on the pillow next to her head. Her body reacted to the intoxicating scent of rose and sex that filled the air. Katie’s movements were slow and sensual as she settled her bare skin against the sheets. She didn’t bother with her nightgown. Being naked made her feel closer to Cain. She drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face and his promise in her heart.
Chapter Six
The rest of the weekend dragged on for Katie. All day Saturday, she waited for him to call. It had been a beautiful day, but she’d stayed inside like some lovesick teenager waiting for the phone to ring. Several times, she’d picked up the receiver and checked for a dial tone. Everything was fine, but the phone still didn’t ring.
She went to bed Saturday night anticipating another late-night call. Nothing. She lay awake half the night, furious with both Cain and herself. Him for not calling and herself for caring.
Sunday, she ran out early in the morning for a quick run to her favorite bakery a few blocks over. Usually, she enjoyed her leisurely Sunday morning breakfast out. She’d linger over her coffee and pastry and do some sketches of the street or whatever people interested her. But that day, she’d rushed home instead and waited for a call that never came. By evening, she was livid with herself for wasting her weekend waiting for him. Dreaming about him.