Page 115 of The Match


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“I really wanted to kiss you that day,” I mutter, remembering how much I was struggling trying to contain my affection for her. I often find myself looking at the pictures she took of us.

“I really wanted you to kiss me that day. And any other day for that matter,” she says, winking at me.

I’m glad she seems to be in good spirits, enjoying her time back at college.

This is what I wanted. For her to be happy.

She meets up with her friend, Mira, and we say our goodbyes.

The words are at the tip of my tongue, almost spilling out.

Each time we say goodbye, I’m tempted to tell her ‘I love you’, but I want to do it in person.

That will have to wait.

For exactly four weeks and three long days.

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I’m lying in bed looking over our schedule for the next few weeks, wondering if I have any open windows where I could fly out to see Lily.

I’m getting desperate already.

I have a private jet ready to take me anywhere I want, but my schedule simply doesn’t allow it. It would be easier without the time difference, but all the time lost— especially on the return flight—simply won’t cut it.

I sigh, frustrated that I can’t see her before she comes to visit me.

Four weeks left.

My phone rings, an incoming FaceTime call from the woman of every hour of every day.

“Hey, beautiful.”

I’ve already talked to her on the phone and texted all day, but I’m glad to see her face as well.

“Hey, babe.”

She’s often out and about, wandering around campus or relaxing in a park when we have our calls.

Now, though, she seems to be in her dorm.

“I have a surprise for you,” she says, a sly smile on her lips.

Then she moves the camera down her body, where she’s wearing nothing but lingerie.

I groan out loud, feeling my cock swell at the sight of her.

As she’s been out in public for most of our calls, we haven’t done anything sexual over the phone; just the occasional sexting.

I didn’t know if she would be up for it. It certainly is a first for me.

She seems more than ready for some action, spread out on her bed, looking like the goddess she is.

“Fuck, Lily. You look perfect,” I tell her.

I get more comfortable on the bed, adjusting the pillows behind me as I lean back.

Then I move my hand down my body to my cock.