Chapter 1: Hmmmm
Chapter 2: Come sit with me in the dark...
Chapter 3: Bare
Chapter 4: Break Rules Not Hearts
"Hmmmm.. It makes me kinda wet to take slutty pics. Classy slutty if I had to name it." She said. They had been chatting back and forth for several hours, but suddenly that one sentence shifted the energy between them immediately.
"I'd name it Mine, if I had to." He replied.
"Name it?"
"No, Claim it."
"...Maybe kinda wet was an understatement."
"Dripping?" He sent.
"Flooded?" the words flowed from his fingers without him fully realizing it.
"Even more depraved and uninhibited knowing I can see them?" One word blinked back at him.
"Soaked."
He growled at his phone... Jeeezussss. There was something about her, since they had started talking so long ago, that just fed into the crazed dark part of him he had so rarely shown to anyone else. Like fire to gasoline, if she brought it, it ignited him.
"I want to say so many things... I mean... I've been sitting here, playing,
teasing
really, by myself... anything I say from this point... is similar to nothing good happens after midnight."
He could see her in his mind, leaned back in her bed. Wearing something low cut, unbelievably deep cleavage with her wavy hair spilling down over her shoulders and across her breasts. One hand tracing slowly from her neck, down the side of one breast, briefly tracing the outline of her nipple, down across her stomach, her finger slipping easily between her legs into her moist slit. Her finger making a return trip, but this time slick with the sopping wetness of her pussy.
"I have no doubts it would be
Good
. Maybe not wholesome. Or clean... but
Fucking good.
Good for Me. Are you going to be Good for me?" He leaned back for a moment, his cock responding to her energy.
"Yes..."
Fuuuuuuuck
"God... Knowing that right now you are wearing
that"
His mind flashed to a picture she had sent him earlier. Wearing a black baby doll her thighs on display, on her knees and elbows, shoulders showing and her hair cascading over her shoulder, chin in her hand. "It's driving me insane."
Such a teasing little bitch. The way she
affected him
was unlike any woman he had ever encountered. She could send something wholesome or at least mostly wholesome and it would absolutely drive him wild.
Sometimes
she would send him something out of left field, after inane conversation, and the
beast
in him would rear up so fast it made it hard to breath.
Another picture, on her knees, ass up, shoulders to the floor, one cheek on the hardwood floor, hair cascading over her arms, the baby doll high enough the curve of her ass showed, and the light shining softly against the black material along the arch of her back.
"This?" He looked at the picture closely, a steamy, intense look was in her eyes, her pouting lips begging for something, and while not quite turned up in a smile, the suggestion of it was there, teasing him. His mouth dried out, his lips thinned, and his eyes narrowed.
"Yes." His eyes ate up every curve. "Teasing little Bitch"
"Who me? Hmm.. I wonder though, is it
actually
teasing if you fully intend on being a complete slut?"
He Smiled, "I guess that remains to be seen doesn't it?" All he received back was a pouting emoji.
"Do you have any doubt I'll show you what a
good fucking girl