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slap yourself. Hard.”
    She did.
    “Ten times. One for each day my bed stayed
cold.”
    She slapped herself again.
    “Count.”
    “Two,” she croaked.
    “That's better.”
    “Three.”
    “I want your ass warm.”
    “Four.”
    “Harder.”
    Whack!
    “Five,” she said through gritted teeth.
    “I like spanking you.”
    “Six.”
    “Say it louder.”
    “Seven!” she shouted in defiance.
    “That's it.”
    “Eight.”
    “God, I want to stuff you right now.”
    She got wetter.
    “Nine.”
    “And feel your ass shake me loose when I'm
inside.”
    “Ten,” she gasped. Her thong was thoroughly
soaked.
    “Are you wet yet?”
    “Yes.”
    “You like this, then?”
    “Yes.”
    “Kick your heels off and lay face up on the
bed.”
    She got into position.
    “Slowly unzip your corset. Halfway.”
    She zipped down the corset.
    “Reach inside one flap and polish one of your
teats. Entice me. Make me wish I can touch it myself.”
    She palmed her boob, fondling it. She
encircled her nipple, twisting, turning, pulling, pinching the nub.
A moan escaped her lips.
    “Lick your fingers and please your other
teat. That's my tongue on you.”
    Her breathing quickened.
    “Pluck it, milk it, stroke it. Fondle it.
Drive it crazy.”
    She was sure this nipple was more sensitive
than the other one and had a direct connection with her clit.
    “Do you like it when I play with you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Undo the zipper all the way down. Down to
your pussy.”
    Her chest started heaving.
    “Open yourself to me. I want to see your
boobs. Nice, round and perky.”
    She parted the corset to the sides, feeling
the cool air on her hot skin. Her mounds were engorged with
blood.
    “Snap your garters off. Let me hear them kiss
your skin.”
    She smiled, taking them off and flicking them
on her skin. Remembering how Mateo liked hearing the hard whacks on
her ass, she let her garters nick against her skin to tease
him.
    “Yes, just like that,” he groaned.
    She did it again, this time holding the phone
closer to the garters.
    “Oh, yes. Take off your thong.”
    She did.
    “Put the thong close to your nose. I want you
to smell how your sex intoxicates me.”
    Good god. A trickle of wetness slid down her
butt crack. The musky scent of her drenched thong made her
heady.
    “Do you like how you smell?”
    “Yes.”
    “Caress a trail down your neck, over your
boobs, through your belly button, around your belly, snaking your
fingers down to your mound.”
    God, she felt sexy.
    “Part your hand into a downward V and stroke
both sides of your thighs up to your clit. Don't touch it until I
tell you. Play with yourself.”
    She rubbed the crack on both sides of her
entry, slowly and lightly, feeling the smooth soft skin. She
flattened her fingers on the creases and moved the palm of her hand
in circles, hoping to reach her engorged nub.
    “Take a dip inside and rub your clit. Flick
it, stroke it, circle it.”
    She moaned.
    “Trace my name on it, Natalia. My full name.
You're mine .”
    His possessive tone triggered another wave of
wetness. She yearned for entry.
    “Take another dip.”
    God, yes.
    “Give it a swirl inside. Like how it
feels?”
    “Yes!” she gasped.
    “Now lick your fingers and taste yourself.
That's how sweet you taste to me.”
    She licked her fingers, one by one, sucking
them clean. She smacked her lips with enthusiasm, knowing Mateo got
off on her sounds.
    “God, woman!”
    She smiled triumphantly.
    “Dig into the bag now and put it to
work.”
    She rummaged through the tissue paper in the
bag and gasped. She didn't need to see it. By the feel of it alone,
she knew what it was. She fished it out and found a huge vibrating
dildo ready for use. A sex toy? He never used toys. Not before.
    “Plunge it in. Turn it on low and bring it to
your clit.”
    “O-Oh!” The sensation made her come in
seconds. God, was she that sex-starved that she came so easily just
now?
    “Did you come just now?” he