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“Trying to convince myself not to drive over there in the middle of this storm to make sure you’re alright.”
I roll my eyes but can’t help smile at the wicked way he loves me. “Don’t be stupid,” I tell him. “You worked way too hard on that Mustang for you to risk driving it in this weather. I mean, I love you and all, but if I have to deal with you whining about ruining your car again, I think I might scream.”
“Tora,” he says with a clear warning.
“Yes?”
“You’re an idiot. Go to bed.”
I laugh as I squish my face into my pillow. “But I’m not ready for bed.”
“I don’t care,” he laughs. “You’re trouble, babe, and when you’re in this mood, the best place for you is bed.”
“But-”
“No buts,” he tells me. “You’ve been through a lot today, you should be resting and letting your arm heal.”
I can’t help but groan. “You’re going to treat me like glass, aren’t you?”
“Yep,” he says, popping the ‘p’ with a clear smile in his voice.
I groan again. “Nate. I’m not fragile. I just have a broken arm.”
“Don’t care, babe,” he says. “You’re precious to me and nothing you say is going to change that. Now, try and get some sleep, ok? I love you.”
“Yeah, yeah. Love you, too.”
With that, he ends the call and I put the phone down. An idea strikes and I can’t help but grin as I pick the phone right back up. I pull up my camera app and get busy posing in the dim candlelight. I’ll prove to him once and for all that I’m not a fragile little girl. Though, with the things he’s done to my body, he should certainly know that.
I climb off my bed and discreetly close the door before slipping off my shirt. I turn the selfie mode on my camera and snap a few shots, though I keep it classy and only snap a little bit of cleavage. After all, I’m not the type to send out skanky pics with my vag on show. Besides, you never know what might happen when pictures are uploaded to the stupid cloud. I mean, who actually understands how that shit works?
I lay back in my bed and flick through the pictures. I laugh at some of the more ridiculous ones and quickly delete them before I find the perfect shot, one that has just enough side boob but doesn’t reveal anything important. It also doesn’t have me looking like a duck which is a bonus.
I attach my pic in a new text and get typing with a wicked grin on my face, know good and well that I’m being a tease in a situation where it’s impossible for him to get to me.
Tora – The very day you finally make things official and I’m sleeping alone in a candlelit room with only the sound of the rain to keep me company. Imagine the fun we could have had. I guess the fun is all mine tonight.
Nate – Don’t you dare, babe. Your pleasure is all mine. If you touch yourself without me there… fuck.
Laughter bubbles up within me. I couldn’t even imagine doing the thing I’m suggesting. I’ve never had that desire to touch myself. I don’t quite understand it. Nate’s right, my pleasure is all his, but teasing him is just too good.
Tora – I need it so bad.
Nate – Babe. Don’t.
Tora – Just one little touch.
Nate – Tora! Keep talking like that and I’ll be risking more than my car to get to you.
Tora – You better hurry. I might be done by the time you get here.
Nate – Yeah right. You’re too chickenshit to actually touch yourself anyway.
I bark out a laugh as I flip my phone around with the camera on again. I slide my hand across my hip, letting my fingers dip into the waistband of my pajama shorts and snap my shot. I attach it to a new text.
Tora – Are you calling my bluff?
Nate – Fuck. I don’t know. You’re just playing… right?
Tora – It might have started out that way but now I’ve got a taste of the good stuff. Maybe I don’t need you after all.
Nate – Bullshit. You couldn’t get yourself off the way I can.
Damn it. He’s certainly got me there. Not that I’ve ever really tried, but I just know it couldn’t be possible. What he does to my body… the way he sets me on fire… wow. It is simply mind-blowing. No other man will be able to make me feel the way he does. It just not possible.
Tora – Damn you.
Nate – Ha. I fucking knew it. Go to bed, babe. I’ll scratch that itch first thing in the morning.
Tora – That better be a promise.
Nate – Sure is, babe. I always come through on my promises, especially ones that have something to do with you and your body.
