My current WIP, now off to beta is the source of this week's six sentances.
There's nothing like some good phone sex for first time sex between a man who's nervous about getting involved physically, and one who's not sure he's ready for the emotional bond.
For a few, endless seconds, he could concentrate only on the next breath, the next, sweet, diminishing flow of pleasure, and didn't even realize he'd dropped the phone until it clunked against his temple on his pillow. He put it back to his ear, to be greeted by quick panting, and low, fluid moans, the perfect counterpart to his own still unsteady breath.
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, a satisfied smile curling his lips.
"Shit. I'm—Ungh. Close—" A sound, like a deep-throated, worldless plea came over the line. "Ty!"