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“He really just came right up to you, didn’t he?” Ezra remarks, laughing.
“Apparently, a lot of tourists feed them, which isn’t a good thing. But I definitely got some fun shots of the little bugger. We caught him digging through our bags.”
Beth and Ezra laugh as I tell them all about my unplanned jungle adventure, oohing and ahhing over the various wildlife photos I managed to snag. Beth especially likes the colorful birds, and I’ve made it a point to get as many shots of them as possible. But she doesn’t like anything as much as the sunrise and sunset pictures I’ve taken while on the road, and has even taken to painting some of them.
“Oh, check this out. I think this is the shot I’ll submit to the magazine,” I tell them as the last photo uploads. It’s a wide lens shot taken from the top of the falls, where the sunlight is refracting through the spray perfectly, creating a prism effect. If I hadn’t taken it myself, I’d think it was a filter.”
“Cal it’s gorgeous!” Beth exclaims. “I think this might be the best one of the tour yet.”
“I agree,” Ezra chimes in. “Well done, man.”
“It was a lucky shot,” I say. Which isn’t a lie. It was very much a case of being in the right place at the right time. This shot was actually only meant to be a test shot to check the lighting.
“No no no, don’t do that. This is exceptional, Cal, really.” I picture the way her tongue runs over her teeth before she tsks. “I’ll bet you a blow job this photograph wins awards.”
The grin that spreads across my face almost hurts.
“Is that so?” I say, absentmindedly playing with my camera settings. “Just a blow job? Those are hard awards to win.”
“Says the guy who’s won well over a dozen!” Ezra yells from somewhere in the background.
Beth giggles, and the sound shoots right to my aching balls. “Stakes not high enough for you?” she says, her voice dropping an octave. “How about this… When I win, you have to suck all your cum out of my just-fucked pussy and feed it back to me with your tongue.”
A flash of heat sparks through my body, and my cock jerks violently. I groan out loud. “God, I love it when you talk allfilthy. You better talk to me like this when I get home and we’re face to face so I can wash that dirty mouth out with my cock.”
“I look forward to it.”
“Do you now?”
“Mmhmm.”
Ezra’s voice comes over the speaker again. “Baby, there’s another photo loading. Did you get another angle on the wat—Oh. Never mind. It’s just your cock.”
“What do you meanjust my cock? Look at that spectacular specimen. This is the picture that should be winning awards.”
Beth laughs so hard she snorts, and while humor was not the direction I thought the conversation was taking, it’s so good to hear her laugh like this again. I don’t think I’ve truly heard her laugh even once in the weeks that I’ve been gone.
I miss her so fucking much.
Beth
It’s been almost eight weeks since Cal left us.
Life has still been wonderful with Ezra by my side. We’ve all but moved in together, and spend nearly all our time either working on the gallery, or worshiping each other’s bodies in every capacity and on every surface. It’s been a whirlwind, a true romance book fantasy. It’s comfortable and perfect. I’ve loved each and every day we’ve had together.
But as happy as I am, a huge chunk of my heart is missing, flying around the world photographing breathtaking waterfalls across the world for World Traveler Magazine. He’s currently in Iceland, and then he’ll have a stopover in Ireland to visit his family before he has to photograph another waterfall in Croatia. He was supposed to be here for a couple of days, but the flights were moved around due to some weather that changed the photography schedule. It’ll be another month before he can come home to us, for whatever short amount of time he has before he flies off to the next location.
I’m so proud and happy for him. I know he’s living his dream, and it isn’t fair, but… I miss him like I would a severed limb. And I feel like the longer he’s away, the more we drift apart. As much as I insisted that I was okay with it, I don’t know if I can handle Cal’s part of our relationship being only a fleeting visit now and then.
I love Ezra with my whole heart, and I know he loves me. There’s no doubt in my mind that we’ll be together forever, even if I’m not sure what that future looks like. But maybe the reason why I can’t visualize the future I know he wants, one with potential babies and a happy family business, is because I no longer understand how Cal works into the equation. Is this to become only mine and Ezra’s relationship, with a close friend that we occasionally invite into our bed? I don’t want that.
Will he drift farther from us, eventually finding love elsewhere? Will I have to pretend to be happy for him if he finds a woman that he wants to settle down with? I don’t know if I’m strong enough.
For the first few weeks, we spoke every night, even if it was only a few minutes. We video chatted whenever the connection was good enough, which was pretty often. My favorite part of the day was seeing all the photos he’d taken and talking about which ones he should submit. But in some of the parts of the world he’s visited, connection just wasn’t possible, or he was wiped. Honestly, I think he burned himself out by condensing his travel plans in an attempt to shorten his time away. And since there’s been one mishap after the next, which he says is pretty normal, he hasn’t been able to make much of a dent in his schedule. Twice now he’s lost an opportunity to come home for a few days. The phone calls have lessened to every few days, and they’re often short. Worse, heno longer sounds excited to talk to us. Tome.
I’m terrified that I’m losing him. Selfishly, I hate the thought of him ever finding anyone else. So much so that I’ve had terrible nightmares, waking up crying multiple nights. I haven’t told Ezra what the dreams are about, just thankful that he’s there to soothe my tears and drive the nightmares away, kissing away my tears and making passionate love to me.
Orgasms can fix anything except a broken heart.
