“Good. Now tell me what you thought of it before I start to get self-conscious.”

“I think your body is perfect, Raegan. You’re sexy as hell.”

I bite my bottom lip and close my eyes, digging deep for any extra courage that’s being stored inside me. “I wish you were here right now.”

He pauses. “Where are you?”

“In my bed.”

I hear movement, like he’s shuffling around.

“Josh, you there?”

“I’m here.”

“What are you doing?”

“Just put my food to the side and came to my bedroom.”

My plan is working. “What about dinner?”

“My food can wait. All I can think about right now is you in your bed.”

“Are you looking at my picture?”

“I am.”

“Tell me what you’d do if you were here.”

Another long pause. He needs to know I’m serious. I have to give him a little nudge.

“Josh, do you want me to start?”

“Yes,” he rasps. “You start.”

“I’m touching myself right now,” I lie. “I’m looking at your picture and pretending it’s your fingers that are sliding under my panties.”

He groans. “How do you feel?”

“Wet. Warm. I want you to touch yourself too, Josh.”

“Already there, babe.” His voice is low and desperate sounding. I imagine how he looks, pumping himself in his hand, looking at my picture.

“Good. Now tell me what you’d do if you were here.”

“I’d peel those panties off and I’d taste you. I’d rub my tongue over your wet pussy, back and forth. Your hands would be in my hair, pulling me closer, holding me where you want me. Your legs wrapped around my neck, my tongue gliding over you nice and slow.”

I swallow, sweat beading along my skin. I’m wondering if this is what he did when he went down on me the night he took me home, cursing myself for being too drunk to remember it. I’m so wrapped up in what he said, so turned on by the thought of his tongue on me. What started as a game has turned into incredibly hot phone sex, and I don’t want to stop. I might’ve been in control at the start of this, but Jaxon has taken the reigns now.

My shaky hand trails down my body. Here goes nothing. “Then what?” I whisper.

“Then I’d dip my fingers inside you while I swirl my tongue over your clit.”

I push my fingers inside myself and circle my clit with my thumb, pretending it’s Jaxon who’s taking care of me. I let out a moan as my hips roll into my touch.

“You’d beg for me to let you come, and when you do, you’d scream my name over and over again.” He exhales. “God, Raegan, I want to do that to you so badly.”

“I want that too.”