“Scream my name, baby.”
“Easton!Easton!”
I don’t care if my cries wake the entire building because the orgasm that crashes over me takes over every one of my senses, overwhelming me with pleasure. My lashes flutter, body still grinding on the toy as I watch his movements stutter.
“Fuck.” He chokes out the word as his features twist in ecstasy while he comes. “Oh—fuck, baby.”
It takes both of us a minute to recover. I’m still moving my hips in tiny motions, getting hit with jolts of pleasure from the vibrator when he triggers it from the app. He watches me, the corner of his mouth lifting in satisfaction when I shake apart again with a strangled moan.
“So damn pretty when you come,” he murmurs. “How do you feel?”
“Better. Very relaxed.” I shift around, stretching out on the bed and holding the phone up. “Still wish you were here for the real deal.”
He chuckles and cleans up with a tissue. “Me too. Are you tired?”
I hum, struggling to keep my eyes open. My limbs feel heavy as I finally allow myself to slow down.
“Get some rest. I—” He cuts off, looking up sharply with a caught out expression. “You’re back.”
“Your dick is out,” Cameron states the obvious off screen.
I bury a snicker into the pillow, reaching for his t-shirt I claimed for myself before I wipe everything down and put it away.
Easton clears his throat, keeping the phone angled to himself as he tucks himself away. “I’m going to shower real quick.” He pauses in the door to the bathroom to face his friend. “What did the doctor say?”
“It’s not as bad as they were worried about. I have to rest it, but it should be all good.”
Relief crosses Easton’s face. “Good.”
He ducks into the bathroom, starting the water in the shower stall without ending the call. When he turns his attention back to me, I’m tucked beneath the covers with a soft smile from watching him.
“I’m glad Cam’s okay,” I say.
He nods with a reassured sigh. “Yeah, me too. We’re too close to the end of our season to suffer any bad injuries.”
“Go shower. I’m sleepy.”
The corners of his eyes crinkle. “Sorry, am I keeping you up?”
“Mm, you could if I get the vibrator back out. You could keep me up all night while you shower.”
He braces an arm against the wall, covering his face. “God, Maya, you drive me so crazy. You’re going to make me hard again.” A rough, sexy laugh escapes him. “You need to rest. I can see you’re about to pass out any second because you’ve worked yourself to the point of exhaustion.”
I nod, fighting a yawn.
“See? That’s not good. But tomorrow, I want you to stay in bed and play with yourself all day. No working. Deal?”
“You drive a hard bargain.”
He smirks. “That’s my girl.” He’s quiet for a beat, eyes bouncing between mine. “I’ll see you soon. I?—”
“I know,” I say in a rush, unable to contain my affectionate smile.
His mouth tugs into the crooked grin that’s captured my whole heart. “I’m gonna say it anyway because I want to. I never want you to doubt it or go without hearing that I love you.”
The warmest glow swells to fill my chest as his words envelop me.
“I love you,” I murmur.
