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“Well, fuck you Wes! How could you do this to me? How could you choose her over me? Me! She’s a nobody,” she says while making a gesture towards herself.
“When your best friend’s little sister doesn’t want your washed-up ass anymore, don’t come running back to me.” I stiffen when the words leave her mouth.
She mentioned Sloan one other time when she was threatening me a few months ago but would never tell me how she knew about her. “How do you know she’s my best friend’s little sister?” I ask not confirming it was Sloan in the picture.
“Don’t look so stupid, Wesley. That night in the spring when you got so hammered you could barely walk. She was all you talked about. You told me how she always chooses everyone else… her sister, her ex, instead of you. So, what makes you think that’s any different now? Huh!”
It doesn’t surprise me that Sloan was where my mind went when I was drunk… she was never far from my thoughts. Especially after how last Christmas ended. But there is no way I’m going to add fuel to this fire. It’s best to stay quiet and not give her what she wants… a reaction.
“I’m not doing this with you. I wish you nothing but the best. Goodbye Danni.” I turn to leave.
She throws something that crashes near my feet as she yells, “You’ll regret this Wesley King! Don’t forget, I know exactly how to hit you where it hurts the most.”
Her words have my gut swirling with unease, but I continue to walk out her door. I can’t keep letting her pull me back in just because I’m afraid of what she might do.
Twelve
It’s been five days since she left. I feel like an addict with a physical ache from missing her so damn much. The text messages throughout the day and the nightly FaceTime calls are keeping me going… but it’s just not enough.
I need to hold her, touch her, tease her, fuck her, love her…all the fucking aboveher.
When I dropped her off at the airport the other night, I knew I was going to plan a trip to L.A. soon, but after last night's FaceTime I’ve decided soon is going to be A-Fucking-SAP. As much as I love my bar and life in New York, I’ve come to the conclusion that if being with her means moving to Los Angeles, then I will… without hesitation. I know I sound fucking crazy, but I’m all in… and I’m not letting her go without a fight this time.
My phone dings and I swear I’m like a middle schooler with his first crush, grabbing it to see if it’s Lo.
Thea: Good morning my king. I can still feel the aftershocks from last night. We need to do that again asap. Thank you again for my gift:) It will keep me company until we’re together again.
Fuck me, thinking about last night has me getting hard as a rock…
“I want to hear you use the present I sent you.”
“Sorry no can do sir, already put my new mint friend to work,” she says with a sly giggle.
“You’re going to be in trouble for that… you better be glad I can’t catch a red-eye tonight.”
“Oh yeah. What would you do?”
“First, I would strip you down to just your underwear, put you over my lap and give you a spanking for every orgasm you had this week without my permission.”
I can hear her breath hitch. I know my girl likes to play.
“And then what?” she says in a whisper, and I hear a vibrating sound turn on. If I wasn’t so turned on, I would call her out on it.
“Then I would rip your little thong to shreds and go in on your pretty pink pussy, taking my time… savoring the taste of your dripping cunt. After licking you from the bottom all the way to your sweet little nub, I would work you there, loving every moan and whimper that comes out of that fuckable mouth of yours.” Right when I say that, she lets out a moan of her own and I almost bust right there. At this point, I can’t stop myself from fisting my cock.
“But then, right when you think you’re going to get your orgasm, I’ll stop. Remember, this is a punishment… I would move up to your pouty lips and shove my dick in your mouth.”
Based on the whimpers I’m hearing over the phone, that doesn’t seem like much of a punishment to her.
“Wes, I want you in my mouth so fucking bad right now.”
“Fuck babe, you don’t even realize what I would give to have that right now. How close are you, dirty girl?”
“So close Wes, please tell me you’re touching yourself? Can we FaceTime?”
Oh, fuck yessss. I don’t even respond. I just FaceTime her immediately. She answers the phone with her cheeks flushed, hair down, and tits out. “Damn Lo, you’re going to kill me, baby.”
“Hold on babe, let me get my phone right,” she says as she adjusts her phone. Lo must prop it on her pillow because I see that her head is towards the end of the bed and I have a front row view of the wetness between her spread legs. She moves the vibrator I sent her back in place and watching her push it inside her pussy from this angle has me ready to come undone.
