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"Close your eyes. Take your hand and touch your neck softly. Drag it down in between your breasts for me. I'm doing that to you, Bella."

I hear her breathing and a little moan escape her lips and that's all it takes for me to be completely hard.

"Does that feel good, love?"

"Mm. Yes."

I tell her rub her nipples slowly, tugging, first one, then the other, then both. Her sounds are driving me crazy as I start to palm myself.

"Oh, Edward," she moans.

"Fuck," I mutter.

"Are... are you, you know... touching yourself too?" Bella sounds a little surprised. Or excited. I can't really tell over the phone.

"Yes, Angelgirl. You have no idea what you're doing to me. What the sounds coming out of your sweet mouth are doing to me."

I hear her make another little moan.

"What are you doing, Bella? Where are your fingers now?"

"On my stomach."

"Move them down, love. Touch yourself where you want to feel it."

I know she's doing exactly what I tell her to when she gasps. I lower my boxers completely and take my cock in my hands and start to stroke.

"B, imagine it's me touching you right there, where you want me to. Can you?"

"Uhuh," she breathes. "Oh, God..."

"I want you to push your finger into your pussy for me. Are you wet for me?"

I hear a lot of panting. My hand squeezes and twists my dick just thinking about what she's doing to herself.

"Answer me, love," I command.

"Yes! I'm wet. So wet."

"Drag your wet fingers over your clit, Angelgirl. Make yourself feel good for me. I want to hear you. It's me, Bella. Let go."

We continue like this a little more before I hear her higher pitched mewls echo through the phone. She's right there. And so am I.

"Bella, baby... I'm gonna come. I want you to come with me. Do you think you can do that? Fuck!"

"Nngg, yes. Yes. I'm coming... oh, Edward!"

"Shit!"

What follows is the most exquisite set of sounds that I've ever heard. Holy shit. She sounds fucking perfect.

I come hard, chanting her name and wishing I was there with her.

There are a few moments of silence. Well, heavy breathing, but no words. After a bit, I call to her.

"Bella? You there?"

"I think I'm dead."

I chuckle. This girl. She's still Bella. My Bella. I love this girl.

"I love you." Because I just have to say it.

Then, I hear her say what I've been dying to hear since she left.

"I love you too, Edward. So much."

That's it. I'm getting on a fucking plane. I can't handle four more months of this shit.

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A/N: So... I'll be... you know, over here... and stuff. I hope that was of your liking. Hard to write citrus within 500 words.