Free Bargaining for the Billionaire by JM Stewart

Caress your fingers over them, lightly, like your tickling them.
    Thirty seconds passed before her response popped up.
    MadHatter3000: Gives me shivers and makes them harder…
    He groaned.
    BookNerd: I want to bite one.
    MadHatter3000: Ohhh, I like that, the soft scrape of ur teeth. What would u do next? Don’t stop.
    Another memory lodged itself in his mind. She’d said that to him once him before, too. Her voice had been soft and trembling at the time. “Don’t stop, Gray…please don’t stop.”
    His fingers shook so much it took three tries to get his next message out.
    BookNerd: Are you hot, baby?
    MadHatter3000: Yessss. So close.
    Grayson closed his eyes and dragged in a much needed breath. So was he. So close he was shaking. Every cell in his body was focused on her, to the point that the imagined sound of her voice filled his head. Every breath and sigh she no doubt made rang in his mind. He reached down, allowed himself a slow, luscious stroke of his cock, imagining her seated before him, thighs spread, chest heaving. God, this conversation was going to drive him out of his mind.
    He released his aching cock, ignoring the urge to close his eyes and get lost in the fantasy she had swirling in his head, to allow himself the delicious orgasm hovering just beyond reach. Instead, he sat up, picked up his laptop and set it on his knees. Focus, Lockwood. This is about her, not you. He wanted her to trust him, to relax with him, and it started with something as simple as following her lead.
    BookNerd: I’d dive in. Put my hands beneath your ass and pull you into my mouth, bury my face and my tongue in your pussy. Licking and sucking on your clit. Your hands would be in my hair, your hips rocking to the rhythm as I flick my tongue back and forth, like butterfly kisses…
    She went silent then, and his head filled with more visions. Of her on her couch, exactly the way he’d described—legs spread, fingers pumping in and out of herself. Abandoning the computer for the sake of pleasure.
    So, he did the same, sat back, leisurely stroking his cock to thoughts of her as he waited. When a full minute passed in silence, though, the urge to know overrode everything else. Damn it. He hated not being able to see her, or at the very least, hear her.
    BookNerd: Tell me what you’re doing baby. Be my eyes…
    MadHatter3000: I’m sorry. I’m so damn close. This isn’t as easy as I expected. If I type, I can’t touch, but if I close my eyes and enjoy, I have to ignore u…
    Grayson let out a frustrated groan. Of all things for her to say. God, she had no idea. What he wanted so badly he could taste it was to call her. To let the sweet sound of her voice wrap around him. Her voice always went soft and husky when she was close to orgasm. He ached to tell her everything he was thinking, describe in detail all the things he wanted to do her, the way he used to once upon a time. Because he knew. It would heat her up. She loved it when he talked that way to her, had told him once it made her hot, and he ached to take her over the edge.
    BookNerd: Then don’t. Stop replying and just enjoy. I’m right there with you. Close your eyes and feel me beside you. Be my hands, baby. Stroke that hot pussy for me.
    MadHatter3000: Not fair…
    BookNerd: Believe me, I’m getting just as much out of this as you are. Just imagining your pleasure, what you must look like…. Christ, you have me so damn hard.
    MadHatter3000: Describe ur cock?
    Grayson dropped his gaze to his lap, but couldn’t help an ironic half grin. Now there was a question he’d never been asked. Maddie had never asked before. Leave it to her to push him out of the comfortable little box he kept himself in.
    BookNerd: About six inches. Thick. The head is large and purple and it’s leaking. All for you.
    MadHatter3000: Mmm…I’m shaking, u know that? Are u stroking that beautiful cock? Wish u were here…
    An agonized groan escaped him. The very thought of being inside her