Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
“Oh God.”
“Be loud about it, Tally. I want to hear it. Pretend your fingers are my cock.”
The liquid sound of her fingers in her mouth and wet suction follow.
“I bet you taste like heaven,” I praise. “Add another finger now.”
At the next deep moan, I tighten my grip on my cock, and increase my pace. “I’m fucking my hand just like you’re fucking yours,” I grind out. “But the next time I get you alone, it’ll be my cum-soaked fingers in your mouth, my fingers stretching your pussy, me making you come.”
Tally swears, and a high-pitched moan fills my ears as she comes. I stroke fast and hard, tipping over the edge right along with her. My heavy breathing and her soft whimpers fill the quiet.
“Hi.” I grab a handful of tissues from the nightstand and clean up the mess on my stomach.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“How are your sheets holding up?”
“Um. I think they need to be changed.”
“Good. Do you feel better?”
“I’m so much more relaxed,” she admits.
“Me too, but I still wish I was with you so we could cuddle after we change your sheets and clean you up.” I can’t handle another four days without her. It’s too fucking long. “What’s your weekend look like?”
“Studying, rehearsing, hopefully a visit to the cat shelter if I can swing it,” she replies.
“When are your rehearsals?”
“I’m still waiting for Charles to get back to me with his work hours on Saturday and Sunday. He won’t know until tonight.”
“Do you want to come to the game tomorrow?”
“In Montreal?”
“Yeah. Hemi’s out here. I can talk to my sister, see if she can come, too, so you have a travel friend. Tristan’s always looking for a reason to get her to an away game. And Connor’s in the same boat. I can fly you out in the morning, and you can stay for the game. We can go out with our friends, have a night together—”
“Where you’ll touch me with your actual hands on my bare skin?”
I chuckle. “You know I can picture your eyebrows dancing on your forehead.”
“My eyebrows are very invested in the possibility,” she replies.
“You can let your eyebrows know that I plan to actually touch you with my hands.”
“Specifically, you will fingerbang me,” she clarifies.
I smile and rub my bottom lip. “Yes, Tally, I’ll finger fuck you, if you let me fly you to the game.”
“And you’ll let me jerk you off, too.”
“Yeah.” My response comes out gruff at the idea of Tally’s soft hands on my skin.
“Will you spoon me to sleep after?” she asks softly.
“I’ll cuddle you all night.” To have her at my game and in my bed will get me through the rest of this away series. I’m gone for her. Obsessed.
“That sounds perfect.”
“I can’t wait to see you, Tally. I’m counting down the minutes.”
CHAPTER 29
TALLY
Fee holds up a slinky blue number I bought on a whim and have never had the confidence to wear. “Pack this.”
Cammie holds up a pale blue demi-cup. “And this!”
I have modest cleavage, and the bra in question accentuates everything nicely, but I haven’t had anyone to wear it for. Until now.
“Also this!” Enid tosses a blue, mostly sheer teddy into my suitcase.
“I should also pack actual clothes that I can wear to the arena and on the plane and out for dinner.” So far, my suitcase contains only lingerie and underwear. I toss in my favorite jeans, a T-shirt, a hoodie, and my Madden jersey (that I’ve kept hidden in my closet for years).
Fee flops down on my bed next to pillow Flip. “Your boyfriend is flying you out to his hockey game. It’s so romantic.”
“He’s so into you…” Cammie smiles dreamily.
“One day I hope someone is this into me.” Enid looks wistful.
Cammie, Fee, and I say nothing. People see what they want to see when they’re ready.
“You must be so excited!” Cammie does a full-body shimmy. “Post-game hotel sex is the best!”
“He hasn’t touched me,” I blurt. I can’t keep this to myself anymore. Not when Cammie believes Flip and I will be having swing-from-the-rafters sex in Montreal.
The girls go silent.
Cammie’s lips push out in confusion. “But he had his arm around you the whole time we were out for brunch the other day.”
“I mean touched me.” I point to my chest and crotch to clarify.
All three sets of eyes go wide.
“But, but…it’s Flip.” Cammie is appropriately mystified.
It’s legit. Flip’s reputation precedes him. I wring my hands, all the anxiety over this trip finally coming to a head. I’m excited to see him, but I’m also so, so nervous. I miss him. I can’t wait to spend time with him, both inside and out of our hotel room. The phone sex we had last night was next-level hot, but it will be different when we’re together. I’m already so enamored with him. It’s terrifying to have these huge feelings that are new, and something I’ve never navigated before.