“How’s your day been?” she asks, eyes dipping to take in the sight of my bare chest. I do the same, taking in the sight of her against my pillows, in my bed.
“Stressful.” I scrub at the slight ache building between my eyebrows. “I’ll be glad when it’s all over.”
Giselle nods in understanding. “I remember that well. Just a few more days and then you’ll be back.”
“Thank fuck for that.” I throw my head back and groan. “Did you have a nice shopping trip with Ro?”
“Mhmm.”
“Buy anything nice?”
She hums again, this little sound in the back of her throat. I want so badly to kiss her, to kiss the long column of her throat, to move my fingers between her legs and feel the vibration of her moan upon my lips. “Mhm. Hudson?”
I raise my arm to rest behind my head, using my bicep as a pillow. Giselle’s pretty sky-blue eyes track every little movement I make. “Yeah?”
“Are you alone?”
I feel my eyebrows knit together at Giselle’s random question. “Yeah, I—”
The rest of my words dry up on my tongue when Gee lifts her phone a little higher, allowing me to see the length of her toned body, bare except for a tiny pair of red knickers embroideredwith large pink hearts sitting high on either side of her hips and a straight line of smaller hearts across her bikini line.
“It has with a matching bra too, but I thought putting it on was a little pointless… seeing as how you’re not actually here to help me take it off.”
“Fuckinghell…” I groan, cock hardening so fast I feel a little lightheaded. It’s all I can do but reach down to palm myself though my tracksuit bottoms, balls aching, spine already tingling.
“Do you like it?” she continues, voice as sweet as buttercream. I swear she’s actually trying to kill me. “I hope so. Because you’re the one who bought it.”
“Giselle.”
“Yes, Hudson?”
I don’t even know what I’m asking for, her name just slips out, sitting so prettily on the tip of my tongue.
When I get back home, I need her body to sit on the tip of my tongue, so I feel her thighs tighten around my ears, knowing she’s warm and solid and mine.
Giselle places the camera back in front of her face, her smirk wide. I swear she didn’t smirk as much before she met me.
I’ve created a monster.
One I want to fuck and love and keep.
“Cat got your tongue, Hudson? Hm?”
My little tease.
“How long have you been planning this?” Finally, I find my voice.
“Not long. Ro wanted to go lingerie shopping and I couldn’t resist… I’ve been wet all day thinking about your reaction.”
My lips part on a moan I can’t control.
This woman…
Kicking my tracksuit bottoms off completely, I swipe my thumb over the pearl of precum beading on my pulsing tip.
“I wish you were here, Hudson.”
“Fuck. I wish I was there too, Gee.”
