I’m at work when I hear your ringtone. You know I can’t play now. What are you up to? I have to wait until my break to check your message.
Oh, Goddess. You are a bad, bad man. My mouth goes dry as I listen. Every breathy word tells me what you want to do to me and what you’re doing at the thought of it. If only my break were long enough to call you back…
I wrap my arms around you as soon as you walk in the room. Your hand goes into my hair, tilting my head back. My knees go weak when your lips find my neck. A sigh escapes me when your other hand finds my breast. You shift my head so you can kiss the other side of my neck. I moan a little in protest when your other hand moves but you slide it over my hip and cup my ass, pulling me tight against your erection. Your hand moves again, sliding between us to rub me through my clothes. Your mouth covers mine, swallowing a wimper. My knees buckle and you guide us both to the sofa, pulling me on top of you. Your hand runs up the back of my thigh and around my hip to find me again, wet and aching for you. We come up for air and I moan your name, missing your lips on mine. You laugh softly and increase the pressure of your hand.
“I’ve missed you, too.”
I shiver when you lean close and whisper in my ear.
“How much longer are we staying?”
I turn more toward you and discreetly brush my hand over your zipper. Your cock jumps. I smile sweetly and walk away.
“Not much longer.”
I dial the number.
Your voice rumbles in my ear.
The same conversation we text every day.
I’ve missed your voice. Almost as much as your touch.
My hand settles where I need you. The more you talk the faster I rub. I can’t help moaning in your ear.
You know what I’m doing. It’s why you wanted me to call. You want to hear me.
I’ll be louder when you touch me…
Steam fills the bathroom. I’m getting ready even though you won’t be here til morning. A close trim, shave the legs, sexy scented soap. Lotion to match once I get out. I’ll probably get turned on rubbing the scent you like all over my skin. Imagining your hands on me, followed by your lips and tongue. I’ll have to touch, pretend you’re watching…listening to me moan your name. Are you ready…
To see your eyes light up when you look at me
The sweet touch of your hands when you hold me
The caress of warm breath as you whisper your desires across my skin
Oh, the ache of knowing how far away you are
But not forever
One day soon we will be close enough to touch