Luka: I did not ask what you wanted.
Nina: Bossy.
Luka: Wet.
Nina: You’re very proud of yourself.
Luka: I would be more proud if I were there.
Nina: What would you do?
Luka: I would put you on your back, spread your thighs, and taste you until you stopped pretending you could be quiet.
The next message comes broken.
Nina: Fuck.
I grip my cock harder.
Luka: Still touching yourself?
Nina: Yes.
Luka: Faster now.
Nina: Luka.
Luka: Faster.
Nina: I’m close.
My whole body tightens.
Luka: Wait.
Nina: No.
Luka: Wait.
Nina: You are horrible.
Luka: I know.
There is a long pause.
Too long.
Then:
Nina: I can’t.
Luka: Yes, you can.
Nina: Luka, please.
That does it.
I sit on the edge of the couch, hand tight around my cock, breathing hard through my nose.