SM owns. Not beta'd.
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"Wh... what?" She's breathes into the phone.
"Take them off, Angelgirl."
More silence.
"B, listen. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to." I mean it.
"I know."
"Bella, love, Have... has anyone. I mean, have you ever..."
"Um. Well, we tried once. I just felt kind of ridiculous. And I couldn't, you know..."
The anger that rises from somewhere inside me just thinking that one of her moron boyfriends attempted to get her off over the phone is unreasonable.
Must be corrected.
"Angelgirl. What if I told you it would be different with me?"
She sighs. "Somehow, I believe that. Totally."
Her knowing that makes me smile wide and big.
"I'll make it good for you."
"Okay."
"Did you take your clothes off?"
I hear rustling, then...
"Yes."
"I want to be there so bad, Bella. My Bella."
"Me too. I miss you so much."
"Are you lying down?"
"Yeah."
I lay down and quickly take off my jeans and shirt, keeping my boxers on. I notice my dick is already getting hard. We're actually going to do this.
"Okay. Whatever I ask you to do, Angelgirl, I want you to always imagine me doing them, yeah?"
She breathes a little harder. I'm already getting her worked up with just a few innocent words. She has no idea what's about to happen.
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A/N: I know I know. I didn't meant to. I'm already writing the next chapter for later... I just to cute it off before it got too long. (get your mind out of the gutter, or don't.)