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“We’re in Philadelphia tomorrow. Then upstate New York the next night.”
“I feel like you just keep getting further and further away.” I pout out my lip even though he can’t see me.
“That’s because I am.” He laughs. “But don’t worry. Two more weeks and I’ll be as close to you as humanly possible,” he promises, his voice growing thick.
“I think I like the sound of that.”
“Good, because I’m going to bury myself inside of you and not leave for days.”
“You realize I’m going to hold you to that.”
“I hope you do.” I can hear the smile in his voice. “So how drunk are you exactly?”
“That depends. Why are you asking?”
“I was just wondering if you’re drunk enough that I could get you to send me a picture or two.”
“What kind of picture?”
“You know what kind of picture,” he says and only then does my drunk brain seem to catch up.
“You want me to send you naked pictures?” I gape into the phone.
“I need something to get me through until the real thing is in front of me.”
I was prepared to tell him no, but after that response I find myself saying something else entirely.
“Okay. Give me five minutes.” I smile, the wheels starting to turn. “I’ll call you back.”
“Okay.” He laughs. “I love you.”
“Love you too.” I quickly hang up and head for the bedroom.
Two minutes later I’m laying on our bed, dressed in a barely there nightie with the straps pulled down, my bare breasts exposed. Using the selfie stick Emma got me, I’m snapping pictures with my phone.
When I’m done I scan through over twenty pictures, picking out the two best ones before texting them to Hudson. My heart pounds out of my chest the instant I hit send.
Less than a minute later, I’ve lost the nightie right as my phone rings. I glance at the screen, smiling when I see Hudson is Facetiming me.
“Did you like your pictures?” I grin at his handsome face.
“What do you think?” He gives me a knowing look. “I’m going to have an instant hard on every time I even think about those pictures being on my phone.”
His words make me squirm and before I can talk myself out of it, I’m moving the phone down so he can see the nightie is gone.
“What about this?” I ask, lying backward to give him a better view.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Not trying to kill you.” I slide my hand between my breasts, the phone trained on that area. “Just trying to make sure you remember what you get to come home to.”
“Like I could ever fucking forget.” He swallows hard when I move the phone back up to my face.
“I think we should have a little fun, Mr. Demasi.” I give him a wicked smile.
“What did you have in mind?” His eyelids grow heavier by the second and I can tell he’s just as desperate for my touch as I am for his.
“I can think of a few things.” I smile before angling the phone down my body so Hudson is able to see my hand the second it slips in between my thighs.
