“That we won’t hang up tonight until you’ve come for me.”
“But—” She could hardly speak around the desire already rising inside of her. “How can I do that when you’re not here?”
“Promise me, Grace.”
Shocked by how close to the edge nothing but the sexy promise in his voice had taken her, she whispered, “I promise.”
“All day long I’ve been putting together a fantasy about you in my head. Will you help me live it out?”
“Yes.”
God, yes.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Where are you right now?”
“Sitting at the dining table behind my computer.”
“Put your computer away and go over to the couch.”
Grace’s hands were trembling as she followed his instructions. “I’m on the couch now.”
“Tell me what you’re wearing.”
“A long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans.”
“Everything you’re wearing, Grace.”
The sensual command in his voice—one that had shocked her in the best possible way when they were making love—sent a rush of heat to the tips of her breasts and between her legs. “I’m wearing lingerie I think you’d really like.”
“I like them all,” he said in a raw voice that perfectly backed up his claim. “What does it look like?”
“Sheer white lace. Pink silk trim. Similar to what I had on Wednesday night underneath my dress.”
He groaned. “You’re so beautiful, you blow my mind. Can you put the phone on speaker without waking up Mason?”
“If I keep the volume down low.”
“Good, because I’m going to want you to be able to use both hands.”
Now she was the one groaning. “Dylan—”
“God, I love it when you say my name like that. Like you’re dying for me to touch you.”
“I am. I want you so badly.”
“Take off your shirt and imagine my fingertips grazing your skin, and then my lips when I can’t keep my mouth off you.”
She lifted up the cotton. But where it should have been the same thing she’d done a million times before, tonight she couldn’t get the image of Dylan taking it off out of her head.
“Tell me what you see, what you feel. Every detail.”
She’d never done this with anyone else, never played a sexy game of pretend on the phone. Had always assumed that she’d be too embarrassed to be able to get into it. But Dylan made it all seem so easy, so natural.
“I’m breathing faster already, just from dreaming of having your hands on me, and knowing that’s just the start of all the amazing things you’re going to do to me tonight.”
“Oh baby, you have no idea.”