Free Rock Starred: Love My Way by Karen Booth

adorably. "Work with me here. I miss you. You gotta sell it. Are you sweaty?"
     A peculiar mix of embarrassment and fascination crept over me. Phone sex? Could I do phone sex? "Oh. Okay. I'm sorry." I walked across the apartment to my bed, kicked off my shoes and took off my tank top before stretching out. "I'm super sweaty. I had to take off my top. I have yoga pants on, but they're kind of hot."
    "Keep going."
    "Do you want me to take those off, too?" I asked, my nervous voice squeaking at the end.
    "God, yes." His voice wasn't the slightest bit hesitant. It was low and rough and impossibly sexy.
    I wriggled out of my pants. "Okay, then. There go the yoga pants."
    "Mmm. That's better. What else?"
    "Wait. You haven't told me what you're wearing. And where are you? Are you on the bed?"
    "I am. I'm wearing a black t-shirt and I was wearing jeans, but I took them off."
    I shut my eyes and conjured the visual—his lean legs, his tempting stomach, his irresistible chest. "Take off your shirt. I love it when you aren't wearing one." I sucked in a long breath, my shoulders rose to my ears as I imagined stretching out next to him, digging into his hair, his tender lips all over me. My chest ached at how much I missed him.
    "I'll take everything off if you will."
    "Deal." I set the phone next to me and ditched my undies and workout bra in a pile next to the bed, thankful that Max had no idea what was going on. "I'm back."
    "Good. I didn't want to start without you." He cleared his throat lustily, which sent a thrill through me. "Where are your hands, Katie?"
    I was about to answer, but realized that the leading questions made this so hot. "Where do you want them?"
    He groaned. "Your breasts."
    I placed my palm on my chest, my nipple responding to both my touch and his voice as it puckered. "They're there. I'm imagining your lips on them, your tongue. It feels incredible." My fingers traced delicate circles against the taut flesh.
    "I can taste your skin right now. It's making my cock throb just thinking about it. I want to know if you're wet."
     My palm smoothed over the plane of my stomach as I rolled my head to the side. I didn't have to reach my destination to know that just the thought of him had my juices flowing. Heat settled between my legs. Still, I was surprised when my fingers ventured between the tender folds. "Dripping." I proceeded with tiny circles, arching my back. "I want you. I need you."
    His breaths were heavy. "Tell me what you want."
    "I want to make you happy. I want you in my mouth." The tide was steadily rising as my fingers continued to circle in the slickness. I lightened my touch, teasing to draw out the pleasure. "Can you feel my lips on your dick?"
    He groaned again, deeper and more forceful than before. "I love it when you suck me. Everything you do with your tongue is so hot. Jesus, Katie. The shower in Miami. That was the best blowjob I've ever had."
    My lips hummed with pride. "I can make your eyes roll into the back of your head if you let me."
    "Oh God. I want to be inside you."
    Desperation took root in my body, craving his words just as much as I wanted his touch. "Make love to me." My hips bucked against my hand and I went faster and harder.
    "You know I want to. Uhhhh. I can feel you around me." His voice grew guttural and he drew out his words. "You're so tight around my cock. How do you want it?"
    I turned my head against the pillow and cradled the phone between my ear and shoulder. My free hand trailed down my stomach and I slipped a finger inside my slick opening. "Be slow with me. I want to feel every inch of your cock." My mind swirled with thoughts of his careful thrusts and I clamped my eyelids tighter, not wanting to leave the world in my head, where I was with him again.
    "Oh God, Katie. Come with me."
    "Just a minute. I'm close. Talk to me."
    "Do you remember the day we met?"
    "I do." My tongue ran along my lips.
    "I had a hard-on all day. It hurt to keep it in my pants. I just