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Downstairs, next to the kitchen there was an alcove that was supposed to be a breakfast nook. Shoshana never had time for breakfast. So she’d turned it into a reading nook. There was a big, bay window that she’d fitted with a thick, cushy window seat. She would be naked. He would be naked. It would be raining, that heavy kind of rain that came down in sheets and made it so nothing outside of the window could be really discernable.
He would be holding her on his lap, his hands on her body, opening her, encouraging her to relax into him and really let go. She could almost feel his lips against her ear. His breath on her neck. His voice--God, his voice.
She stiffened on the bed, the thought of his voice sending a bolt of desire straight through her. Her fingers curled over her sex and she was a little shocked at how ready she was.
You’re so wet, Shoshana, he said in her mind, in that imaginary space she’d created, his lips brushing her neck.Is this for me?
She moaned on the bed, the sound an affirmation as she opened to her own touch. Her fingers gently slipping between the folds of her pussy lips, exposing herself to the room. She moved the vibrator, leaving her breast, bringing it down to where it should be. His name was on her lips and she bit her tongue, unwilling to say it. He wasn’t really here. This was just fantasy.
But it didn’t matter.
The vibrator closed over her clit and the feel of the suction was so intense she gasped.
Yes, just like that, he said in her mind, and in her mind, it was his fingers doing this to her body. His long fingers opening her, his other hand playing with her clit so expertly that she was close to cumming without even trying. She whimpered for real, and this time it sounded very close to his name.
Her hips were moving on their own, working with the vibrator, and in her mind, she was reaching for him. Feeling his weight in her hand, gripping him as he gripped her, working his body. Making him moan like she was moaning.
You’re going to cum, that voice murmured in her mind. She felt herself nodding her assent. Yes, yes, she most certainly was. She wanted to cum for him. She wanted to feel his arms tighten around her as she shivered with it. And in her mind, she did.
The vibrator was doing its job, and the orgasm hit her fast and hard. Her whole body stiffened with it, all of her nerve endings on fire with sensation. She jerked, rolling onto her side, biting her lip as she rode it out. She wanted to feel him beside her, to hear him whispering words of encouragement as she experienced this.
It felt so, so good. But it could be better, she knew. It would be better if she wasn’t alone. She groaned, moving the vibrator again as the first orgasm ebbed. She wasn’t done. She could do better than that. In her mind he was chuckling, growling lasciviously about how he was going to make her cum three times before he was going to let her taste his cock.
Fuck,she wanted him in her mouth. She swallowed hard, teasing her way to the second climax, knowing it was close, when her phone buzzed so violently on the bedside table that she yelped, nearly flopping off the bed completely.
She made a frustrated noise and her bedroom door creaked open. Deev sauntered into the room. Taking one look at her, he yowled loudly. She cursed and turned off the vibrator. The cat didn’t care about propriety and he jumped up onto the bed. He stepped over her bare leg to sprawl out and demand belly scritchies. Shoshana ignored him, rolling off the bed to go wash her hands. She thought about ignoring the phone when it buzzed a second time.
“If that’s another member of the Sisterhood, I’m going to tell them what they can do with their volunteer hours, Deev,” Shoshana said, dropping the vibrator back into her bedside drawer and making a mental note to clean it later. The text messages had mostly stopped by the time dinner was over, and she’d thought they’d gotten enough of talking to her. For the most part, everyone had been content to hear that Shoshana was simply caving to requests from Abi and Leah to go to services, finally.
But a few had insisted on making plans for lunches.
Shoshana hated lunches. Lunches meant forced chatter and a lot of talk about how she should really consider doing all kinds of things she had no intention of doingat all. But she would have to pretend to take mental notes so she could appear to give a shit.
She was tempted to tell Abigail she owed her more than the twenty dollars she’d confiscated from the bet. It didn’t seem worth it.
“Oh,” she said, surprised.
It wasn’t another one of the women.
She ducked into the bathroom as quickly as she could. Annoyance at the cat for the interruption forgotten.
“Hot Rabbi.”
Her heart pounded as she washed her hands and dried them, wondering what she was supposed to say to the guy when she’d just been thinking lusty, wrong thoughts about him. Would he be able to tell?
For fuck’s sake, what was wrong with her? She wasn’t a teenager.
She walked back into the bedroom and picked up the phone before going to the bureau to find a nightshirt to put on. The least she could do was be fully clothed while she figured out what she was going to say to the man.
Hello.
I know probably too late to be texting, but it’s the first chance I’ve had.
Shoshana stared down at the phone screen, her bottom lip between her teeth. The little blue ellipsis was popping up, telling her he was still typing. She thought of all the texts she’d gotten this evening, just for going to services.
Just fortalkingto the guy. What would it be like if they did more than talk?
Okay, she was sure those full lips of his would be pretty great, all things considered.
