CHAPTER 27 #3
“Hi beautiful,” she said quietly. The other end of the call was quiet, only the sound of Jette’s breathing could be faintly heard.
The silence rang in Reese’s ears and she felt her confidence falter for a moment before she pressed on, hoping to steady her voice as she went.
Reese dropped her voice into a lower register and tried to ease the tension ebbing across her chest. “I know you can’t really talk, but I wanted to tell you that I miss you.
” Her fingers demurely traced over the shirt covering her abdomen.
“I can’t fucking wait for you to come back.
It’s been really weird being in your apartment without you.
” She tried to match her breathing to the quiet rhythm of Jette’s.
She ran her hands along the silky sheets at her thighs.
The fabric felt cool against her feverish skin.
“It’s strange laying in your bed without you.
” Her eyes fluttered shut and she tried to picture Jette’s face.
Just the visual created in her mind was enough to send her heart racing.
“I sent you that picture because, I don’t know…
” she let her voice fade away as if she were too shy to admit the truth.
In all honesty, she almost was too shy to continue.
But she innocently glided a hand over her thighs before knotting the hem of her shirt in her fingers and picking up where she left off.
“I thought you might want to see what I’m wearing while I wait for you to come back.
” The tiniest inhale was barely audible on the other end of the call.
It went straight to Reese’s chest and filled her with heat.
“Or would you rather see what I’m not wearing?
” To her own surprise, her voice slipped into a deep and sultry tone effortlessly.
“Fuck.” Jette’s whisper came out in the softest breath and Reese’s body reacted viscerally.
Her back arched and her chin jutted towards the ceiling as her hips pressed into the mattress more firmly.
Heat dripped down her body like hot wax.
She reached up and found her nipples already painfully hard under the fabric.
Her breathing hitched and it felt like she couldn’t fully catch her breath.
Though there was no one to possibly overhear her, Reese still kept her own voice hushed.
“God,” she groaned. “It’s so fucking hot to hear how raspy your voice gets.
” She could just barely hear Jette’s strained breathing and she pinned the phone to her ear hard, like getting closer would somehow make all the difference.
“Just thinking about you drives me crazy,” she husked.
The thin sleep shirt drifted further up and even though it left her entire torso bare, the delicate weight of it felt suffocating in the heat.
Any traces of her prior self-consciousness or doubt had melted away.
“I don’t even need to touch myself to know how wet I am,” she purred.
She crossed her legs and let out a shaky breath as her heartbeat throbbed even lower.
Her inner thighs were slick with arousal.
A tiny sound escaped the back of her throat and she paused to listen to Jette’s breathing quicken.
She felt powerful. Just knowing that she was affecting Jette in this way gave her a surge of confidence, but she wasn’t in a position to dictate what happened next.
She was addicted to this game of cat-and-mouse that they’d started.
It wasn’t enough to seek out her own pleasure; she wanted to feel Jette’s desire too.
“Should I stop?” She teased, her voice playfully coy; and she was rewarded with a sharp gasp from Jette.
“Should I wait for you to get home tomorrow instead?” Reese knew the answer, but she wanted the confirmation.
Jette’s hushed voice was noticeably strained.
She barely choked out an audible no. Her breathing had grown ragged and Reese smiled to herself as she pictured Jette’s face.
“Mmm,” she hummed suggestively. “You like hearing me, don’t you?
” Reese’s hand inched lower and her legs twitched involuntarily from the featherlight touch.
It sounded like Jette had stopped breathing altogether.
She rolled her hips and a wispy moan slid from her mouth.
“Does it turn you on knowing that my hand’s slipping between my thighs and I’m picturing you on top of me?
” Her fingers ghosted over her clit and it took all her strength not to cry out because she hadn’t realized just how painfully desperate she was for touch.
“Fuck,” she moaned softly, letting the single syllable drag out.
“That I wish it was your fingers instead of mine? Rubbing tiny circles and getting me all worked up.” She gradually picked up speed and rocked forward.
The tension-filled silence in the air only fueled her more.
On the other end, Jette’s plea came out stilted.
Like her voice had been left painfully hoarse.
Reese could picture her with a full bottom lip caught between her teeth.
It was such a vivid image that she swore it sounded like the rest of Jette’s words came out through gritted teeth. “Please keep going,” she breathed.
“Please? How polite…” she trailed off. “Only since you asked so nicely.” Her own breathing spiked and the pool of wetness between her thighs started to drip down. “Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Reese whispered loudly.
“Does it turn you on knowing I’m in your bed and saying your name?
” She dipped her fingers lower, tracing her entrance and teasing herself.
Her back arched off the bed and Reese could feel the sheen of perspiration on her spine, gluing the sheets to her skin.
She groaned louder and started panting Jette’s name like a prayer.
Like Jette was actually the one between her legs instead.
It felt like her heart was pounding out of her chest as she coated her fingers in her own arousal.
But she was starting to tremble in her attempt to hold back the impending release.
“Does it turn you on knowing that I’m imagining how fucking gorgeous you look before you finally give in and taste me?
” Her voice slipped into a whine as she traced her bottom lip with soaked fingers before slowly pulling them into her mouth.
The taste of arousal on her tongue left her in a state of desperate and pathetic wanting.
“Fuck, I’m so close already,” she moaned.
Jette’s hurried whisper came through louder than she expected and it sent tremors to her clit. “Fuck, Reese, you’re so sexy it’s unreal.”
Hearing Jette desperately talking dirty back to her gave Reese a jolt of intensity.
In a voice that she didn’t recognize coming from herself, she cut Jette off with a sharp and dominating shush.
“I thought you couldn’t talk?” She teased in a low rumble.
“You have to stay quiet for me, baby.” The pet name rolled off her tongue readily.
“I don’t want anyone knowing that you’re listening to me in your bed, on your sheets.
But god, I wish I could hear how badly you want to come for me.
” She continued circling her clit more precisely and felt her entire body shake with pleasure.
It wouldn’t be long before she would start to unravel.
Jette’s breathing rasped in her ear as she resumed whispering all the filthy thoughts that had threatened to consume her over the past month.
A soft rustling came through the phone and Reese could tell that there was no way either of them were going to hold out much longer.
“I guess,” she gasped before her voice caught on a swear.
“I guess I’ll just have to be loud enough for the both of us.
” Reese ground herself back into the mattress, leaving her shoulders to pull away and the phone previously pinned to her ear to slide onto the pillow under her head.
Her body shuddered uncontrollably and Reese relied on both hands to ride out the cresting orgasm building between her thighs.
Time seemed to simultaneously slow down and quicken as she moaned Jette’s name while biting down hard on her lip.
She was no stranger to masturbation, but this felt more erotic than any other moment she’d ever entertained by herself.
Her hips continued to rock back forth as her panting grew softer and her heart rate gradually slowed.
Swallowing with difficulty, Reese let out a choked sigh and reached for the phone left abandoned by her ear.
A tiny whimper escaped her mouth as she tucked the phone against her cheek.
The faint tingling feeling in her limbs lingered as she listened to Jette’s rapid breathing like it was gospel.
She could listen to the steady rasping of her lungs forever and it still wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her.
The heated passion left Reese feeling surprisingly vulnerable in the wake of the hush that fell over them. “That was—”
“I know,” Jette finished breathlessly. Reese’s throat was raw from her labored breathing and she tried clearing her throat to soothe the ache.
Her body still felt like it was floating but her mind was self-consciously curious.
She’d been so focused on herself that she hadn’t been able to hear the satiated confirmation in Jette’s voice.
Her cheeks grew warm as she turned onto her side and curled her hands under her chin. “Did you…?” The words caught in her throat and she couldn’t remember feeling this shy before. It was a stark contrast from the commanding and fiery energy that she’d been previously tapped into.
Jette’s soft whispered chuckle flooded her body with warmth.
It was so gentle and full of affection that it made her eyes close.
“Yes,” she sighed contentedly. “Yes, I definitely did.” She answered the question that Reese hadn’t been able to utter.
“God, I can’t wait to see you. I want to wrap my arms around you and just hold you. I miss you so much.”
“I miss you,” Reese returned with a sleepy smile on her lips.
She pulled the phone away from her ear to glance at the screen.
“Only twelve more hours,” Jette hummed lovingly before they fell into an easy silence.
It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes before Reese’s eyelids started to droop.
“I should probably let you get to bed. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.
” Unbridled joy slipped out around every syllable. “Goodnight, gorgeous.”
“Sleep well, lovely.”