“I’m close,” I warn her, my strokes becoming jerky. “Where do you want me to come?”
“On me,” she gasps. “I want to see it. Want to imagine it on my skin.”
Her words push me over. I come hard, spilling over my fist, unable to look away from her face on screen.
She comes again too, smaller this time but no less beautiful, her body trembling as she works herself through it.
For a long moment after, we just breathe, looking at each other through our screens. I feel wrung out and satisfied…and more connected to her than ever, even as she covers her face with her hands, suddenly shy again. My sweet, sweet girl.
“I can’t believe we just did that.”
“I can.” I clean myself up with the tissues on the nightstand. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”
She peeks out from between her fingers. “You’re just saying that.”
I shake my head and hold her gaze. “I willneverjust say shit, Frankie. Not to you, especially not when I’m this far away. If I say it, I mean it. That’s a promise.”
A long silence stretches as we just look at each other. Then she nods, the sweetest smile curling at the corners of her pretty mouth. “That was really hot for me, too.”
“Good.”
“Sleep tight?”
“Yeah, absolutely. Better now that I’ve got that beautiful image of you in my mind. Gonna dream about you all night.”
“Sweet dreams, then.”
“Text me when you wake up.”
She nods. Starts to say something, then stops herself and blows a kiss instead, her gaze warm and her lips beautifully swollen.
CHAPTER 34
FRANKIE
Frankie
Morning
Logan
Good morning, beautiful
Frankie
What does your day look like today?
Logan
Practice this morning
Frankie
Try not to blush when my dad is yelling at you challenge
Logan
Ha, you’re the blusher in our relationship
