three months. I've been jerking off more than I was when I was locked down here for months by myself and that's saying a damn lot. In fact, I wish they'd put me back in my old cell because there was a crevice in that wall which felt like a rough, grainy pussy if I rubbed my dick against it just right and I'm gonna miss that bitch more than you can imagine this week."
Laughter tumbled from my lips, surprising him into silence but that was nothing to how shocked I felt. I hadn’t felt anywhere near close to laughter in all the time I’d been trapped down here and yet within a few minutes, Sin had me grinning like an idiot.
"Holy shit, sweet thing, make that noise again. You have such a dirty laugh I just came a bit, give me a second to get my cock in hand and we might really have a party ready to get started."
"By the stars, Sin, don't you ever think about anything other than sex?" I teased, though I couldn’t deny that deep, gravelly voice of his calling out to me in the dark was awakening more than a little desire in my body. He had a way of talking that just bypassed the crazy of his actual words and dripped sex all over me in deep and sensual tones which really made me curious about those Incubus skills of his.
"When I'm this close to your sweet ass? Unlikely," he purred and there was a definite sound of shifting material that followed his words.
"What are you doing?" I asked, a frown tugging at my brow.
"I assumed we were doing this thing," he said, a slight hesitance to his tone.
"What thing?"
"The whole phone sex thing sans phone. I swear, baby girl, I do dirty talk like no one you've ever met, you'll be coming even if you don't wet your fingers in that sweet, tight pussy of yours."
I laughed again and if I was being honest, that time I did catch the hint of sexy to the noise. But it was definitely unintentional. Probably.
"I don't think we've made it to that point in our relationship yet," I teased, though I had to admit that I was seriously tempted to take him up on his offer. My body was wound so tight that I was just bursting for some kind of release and I was certain that Sin would be a man of his word when it came to dirty talk.
"Right," he sighed. "Because you're mad at me for releasing the Belorian...unless you're not? Because Roary seemed to think that you were, but I told him that you were the one who told me to do it and then he said that you didn't but I was pretty sure we were talking in code when you said that, so help a guy out and cut me the truth, apple pie, because if you need to hate fuck this anger out of the air between us, I'm down for a bit of choking and heavy spanking, I just wanna get your safe word locked in first..."
"Wait," I spluttered, trying to fish the parts of that out that mattered. “You seriously believe I wanted you to release that fucking thing? You know it nearly ate me, right?"
"Nearly being the operative word, sugar tits. I bet it got your adrenaline pumping real good, huh? You wanna know what else can pump real good?" Sin asked and I had to fight away the urge to blush because goddamn that man was frustrating as fuck, but I was seriously lacking in recent orgasms and he was distracting as hell. At least I couldn't see him because if I was looking at that gorgeous face of his I was pretty sure that my resistance would be cracking even faster than it currently was.
"Sin," I growled and dammit, that growl was kinda sexual, but I was going to ignore that. "I've been locked down here for three months because of that thing."
"How so?" he asked curiously.
"Because it cornered me down by Psych and I had to let Cain see me using magic."
"Had to? Was it life or death?" he asked curiously.
"Yes," I growled. "And then the damn thing stabbed him with one of those poisonous spines on the end of its tail and he almost died."
"Almost? Damn. You shoulda finished him off, hot cakes, and you coulda saved yourself all of this time down here," Sin suggested like that was the