Oceans Apart Book 1 (Oceans Apart #1)(21)

Tristan: I lift my wet face from your swollen * and place my cock at the entrance.

Ginny :P: Lift my ass so you can f*ck me proper.

Tristan: Your lips opening as I push inside you, I put my big hands on your bum and pull your hips up.

Ginny :P: God, I can feel you. My hips are rocking. I want it so bad.

Tristan: I can feel the warmth of your * sliding up my shaft as I bury it inside you. Oh f*ck, that is so good!

Ginny :P: Rock your hips.

Tristan: I can't help but call your name as I rock my hips against you, my head going even deeper. Ginny…Ginny…

Ginny :P: I want to feel every inch of you.

Ginny :P: Oh my god f*ck me.

Tristan: Oh Ginny, f*ck. My balls are against your bum now.

Ginny :P: Mmm...Yummy.

Tristan: I'm taking longer strokes, you feel the ridge of my cock scraping inside you.

Tristan: My hands are holding you tight, squeezing your hips into mine.

Ginny :P: Fuck me, Tristan.

Tristan: I need my cock deep inside. I'm looking at your beautiful face and it makes me even harder.

Ginny :P: You own me. Get dirty with me.

Tristan: Your titties jiggling on every thrust, my mind is swimming with endorphins.

Ginny :P: Kiss me. Bite me. Fuck me.

Tristan: I whisper "Ginny, you're all mine" as I lean forward and kiss you hard.


Tristan: My hips are thrusting like a jackhammer as I plunge into you over and over.

Ginny :P: Oh f*ck, you are amazing.

Tristan: Your creamy cum is running down onto my balls, all over your bum.

Ginny :P: Fuck. My * is so wet and creamy right now.

Tristan: It's so wet there as your cream covers my prick, my balls, it feels heavenly.

Tristan: I gotta slow down or I'm gonna cum right now.

Ginny :P: For real? I’m so f*cking wet, I’ll have to take care of this. Girlie style. LOL

Tristan: Did you enjoy?

Ginny :P: Fuck, that was sexy.

Tristan: Very sexy, I am hard. Might have to wank again.

Ginny :P: Again? You were wanking? That’s hot.

Tristan: Earlier. Thinking of you. You like wanking? Or I guess ladies don’t wank.

Ginny :P: No, we play, it’s all the same. I’m sorry, sexy lover boy, but I must go. You around later?

Tristan: I’m around for a little bit longer but I’m on site at 8 o’clock in the morning so it won’t be a late one.

Ginny :P: Thanks for the amazing virtual sex. That was really hot. I didn’t know sexting could be so much fun. Wish it were real

Tristan: You really have to go? I could suck your sweet * again.

Ginny :P: Thanks tty soon!

Tristan: Fantasy? I want details.

Ginny :P: I’ll think about it.

Tristan: Cheers!

Ginny :P: Back atcha! Bye.





Chapter 11 — Ginny





I couldn’t believe I’d just sexted with him online. It made my heart race and my mouth ache wanting to actually kiss him. The way he described licking me was almost eerie, it was so real…My stomach flipped in anticipation, and I had to keep reminding myself it wasn’t going to happen. Not anytime soon, anyway.

For the rest of the week, things kept heating up between us. Our virtual sexting opened us up a lot towards each other. He sent me a picture of him shirtless and then another of him fresh from the shower, nothing but a towel around his waist. I could see the droplets of water that were trailing down his skin like I was right there. I made myself blush a few times with how much I wanted to lick his hip and abs and…other places.

In return, I sent him pictures of me in my bra and panties as I got ready for work. I put on the lacy red bra I usually only wore for going out on the weekends, and struck what I hoped was a seductive pose, pushing my boobs together and letting him get a good look at my cleavage. And another of my butt with my hips out, hoping he thought it was sexy.

I had never done anything like this before, not even with Brad, and just thinking about it gave me a thrill. Every time my phone buzzed with a message from Tristan, I had to control the urge to grin and lick my lips.

By the time Friday night rolled around, I just couldn’t stop smiling. I’d replayed what Tristan and I had been doing over and over again in my head. If he meant half of the things he said to me, then if we ever did have the chance to get together, it would be a hot, passionate experience for sure. He wasn’t like anyone I had ever met before, and the extra curviness around my tummy and hips seemed to really excite him. That right there was worth its weight in gold to me.





Instead of heading out like we usually did, Kari had suggested that we make drinks at home and have a movie night.

“Saves us money and seeing people we probably don’t want to see,” she pointed out as she poured tequila into the blender to make margaritas.

“So what you really mean is you hooked up with someone that you’re trying to avoid now,” I said, leaning against the counter and chuckling at my friend. “Who was it?”

“Ugh. No one worth mentioning, believe me.” She shrugged. “Seriously, not even worth the time to mention it.”

“That bad?”

“The worst. It was like waking up next to Chewbacca and having a very clear recollection of how he got there. If I go back out he’ll be waiting for me. Breathing heavily. With his mouth open.”