There was a rustle on the other end of the phone. And then with a grunt, Jamie was back on the line.
“I’m down here, Sir. It’s wet, my shirt is getting wet and my dick is pressing against the ground thinking of you. I wish you were here to take me."
Mark’s eyes went wide, and his breath caught. He thought about the big pale-skinned bear on other side of town, lying in the dark in his yard, waiting for him. He knew what the body looked like, and what it tasted like, but this was more than he could handle.
“You are going to make me come, you big bear!”
“I wish I could take that load like I am always going to do for you. Whatever you need, baby. Your big bear is going to take care of you.”