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Page 31 of Lemon Cake

“I have the app on my phone already. All you have to do is install it on yours and connect it.”

“We’re gonna use it?” she whispered, nervous.

“If you let me.”

Though she liked the idea, Gemma was hesitant. It was very intimate, even from miles away.

“If you don’t like the idea, it’s fine. I’m not here to force anything on you.”

“I like the idea! I just… I’ve never done anything like it.”

“Neither have I.” When she didn’t respond, Rider added, “If you don’t want me to control it, you can use it for yourself.”

“No,” Gemma protested. “I want to try it.”

“We can stop at any time,” he gently reassured her.

“Okay. Let me install the app.”

She followed the instructions on the booklet while hewas still on the other end of the line.

“I think you did it,” Rider said, breaking the silence. “It’s showing up on my app now.”

“How do we do this?” she asked, unable to hide her insecurity.

“Let’s get comfy first,” Rider suggested. “Then you can tell me if it feels good or not.”

“Are you gonna stay on the phone?”

“I’d love to listen if you let me.”

“Just listen?”

“Just listen,” Rider echoed.

“I can do that.”

“Thank you,” he husked, rustling sounding through the phone as he rearranged himself

She blushed and laid on the bed, but not before grabbing her lube from the nightstand. She started on her back, slicking up the vibrator before gently penetrating herself with it. It was the perfect size and even had a clit stimulator. Once she was comfortable, she flipped onto her stomach, placed a pillow between her thighs, and laid the phone next to her head.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes,” she whispered, voice quivering with nerves and excitement.

“Will you tell me how you got comfortable?”

“You first.”

Rider chuckled gently, the sound sending a spark through Gemma’s body. “I’m on my bed, leaning against the headboard. One hand holding my phone and the other fisting my cock.”

A quiet moan escaped her lips, revived by his honesty. She wasn’t the only one being vulnerable. Now it seemed much more intimate on both sides.

“Gemma?”

“Rider?”

“What’s our safe word?”




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