15. Kiernan
KIERNAN
In addition to the family business, Sammy had also left me a vacation home in the mountains. It was a cabin that he’d said some rich old fuck had lived in and when he’d died his wife had opted to sell it off for way below market value and Sammy jumped at the opportunity.
It was only a few hours or so outside of Fate Trace, but I felt super weird leaving Indie behind as I made my way there. I knew she would be fine. I only planned to be gone for a few days to check it out, fix it up, and get it ready for inhabitation. I had no idea what shape it was in, but I was about to find out.
We’d spent an amazing weekend together and were a few days into the following week when I had been shady with Indie when telling her why I was leaving. I wanted this trip to be a surprise. I hoped she wouldn’t be too suspicious of me and she’d quickly get over it once she found out what I had up my sleeve. I tried to think of the most ridiculous thing possible so that she’d laugh about it later. If she was turned off by me attending the Rochester Po/Am Horticultural Mushroom Seeding Convention, she hadn’t let it show. I was curious how long it would take her to realize that mushrooms don’t even have seeds.
I pulled up the long driveway through a massive gate. The place had a security system that rivaled Fort Knox and I was honestly pretty baffled that my uncle had just casually purchased something so high end for himself.
When he’d said a cabin, I expected something normal-sized, but this was nearly the size of a mansion.
I let myself in the front door and found that it didn’t look like it had sat empty for too long, and it wouldn’t take a ton of work to get it ready to bring Indie for a visit. Things needed dusted off and whatnot, and of course, I’d need to stock the kitchen and buy necessities. But other than that, it wasn’t bad.
I spent the first entire day cleaning and laundering all the bedding. The cabin had a weird vibe to it that I couldn’t put my finger on. It felt like something bad had happened here in the past and infected the atmosphere. I had always been sensitive to those kinds of things, and being there alone made my skin crawl. It was worse than any funeral home I’d ever spent time in. I hoped it was all in my head and it just felt like that because it was so large and empty, and that once I had Indie here with me, it wouldn’t feel that way anymore.
I texted her to check in throughout the day. If she suspected what I was doing, she hadn’t let on. So it was nice that once I’d showered and settled in for the night, I had high hopes she’d be up for a repeat of our in-office video call the week prior.
When she picked up the call, she was walking up the stairs to her apartment, just like I’d hoped she would be.
“How was your day?”
“It was okay. I missed you. Which is weird because we don’t work together. But just knowing you’re not close by is unsettling or something.”
“I feel the same.” I smiled at her. She was so beautiful. “I left you a present for while I’m gone.”
She was fumbling with her keys to unlock her front door. “You did? Where?”
I leaned against the headboard of the bed, crossing one foot over the other. “On your bed.”
She looked at me confusedly as she shoved the door open and stepped inside, locking it behind her. “How..” she trailed off. “Am I going to regret giving you Owen’s number?”
“To be determined but probably not for now,” I smirked.
She dropped her bag by the door and hung her keys up, then made her way to her room. The apartment was quiet and empty, Owen having gone out of town himself this afternoon. He would be gone for the next two weeks to visit family in another state.
She tossed the phone on the bed, giving me a view of the ceiling as she picked up the gift bag and opened what I’d left for her. I could hear the rustle of tissue paper as she pulled it from the bag, and her small gasp and giggle when she saw what was inside.
She picked the phone back up again and wiggled the vibrator in front of the screen, then dropped it on the bed and reached down to pick up the very lifelike silicone dildo I left for her. It was lifelike because it was a mold of my cock. I wondered if she’d notice. Probably not, but there was no way I was telling her I purchased a clone-a-willy fake dick-making kit just because I wanted her to always take my cock, even when I wasn’t there to give her the real thing. “And this is?”
“I think you know.” I gave her a heated look. “Can’t leave my girl high and dry just because I’m not around, now can I?”
I swiped out of the call and switched over to the app I’d installed on my phone to control the vibrator and pushed the button. I could hear it vibrate in her hand, and she let out a breathy laugh.
I flipped back over to get a look at her face. She was just as excited as I knew she would be.
“If you need to wind down from your day, feel free. I’ll be waiting once you’re finished.”
She took 45 minutes to settle for the night, and when her face returned to my screen, it was free of makeup, flushed from the shower and her hair hung wet around her face. I had a pang of regret for leaving her, but I knew the weekend I was planning for us would be worth it.
She piled pillows against her headboard, and a few in front of her that she used to prop up her phone. I had a full view of her. She was wearing a silky black robe tied loosely in the front. Her perky tits peaked out of the deep V, the material barely covering her hard nipples.
The elastic band of my pajama pants strained, blood rushing to my cock at the sight of her.
“You have a thing for phone sex or something?” she asked, settling against the pillows.
“I have a thing for you.” God I missed her. Tomorrow couldn’t get here soon enough, then only one work day left between us and the weekend. “Let me look at you.”
She untied the belt, letting the robe fall to either side of her. I loved that she wasn’t shy.
So.
Fucking.
Much.
“What about me?” she asked. “I want to see you too.”
I rearranged the bed I was in similarly to what she’d done and propped my phone against a stack of pillows. I whipped my shirt off and situated myself comfortably.
She raised an eyebrow. “Pants?”
I supposed it wasn’t fair that she was completely naked and I was half-dressed, but I wasn’t used to having someone be just as enamored with me as I was with them.
I threw my feet off the side of the bed as I did as she asked, my cock smacking against my lower abdomen when I toed my pants off and kicked them across the hardwood floor.
Once I re-situated myself, Indie took a long look at me, her eyes roving over my body in a way that made me want to pack up my shit and drive home to her now. We could stock the kitchen this weekend, fuck taking care of things tomorrow.
Unfortunately, I did want everything to be perfect for her so that we could spend the entire weekend relaxing and not have to worry about anything during our time here. It would be annoying enough to have to drive off this mountaintop tomorrow to shop for what I needed. The cabin was so far away from everything.
God, I couldn’t wait to have her all to myself up here.
“You know what I’d do if you were here right now?” I asked, lightly stroking my cock, unable to keep from touching myself.
“What’s that?” she asked in response, letting her knees fall apart.
“We’ve been apart for nearly 24 hours, so I wouldn’t last ten seconds in a room with you before I had you on my cock. But, of course, I’m not so selfish that I wouldn’t make sure you got off too. And I think that pretty little toy I left for you would come in handy for getting you off while you ride me.”
She picked it up, toying with it. I leaned forward and quickly switched it on with my app, a quiet buzz filtering through my phone. I wouldn’t be able to play with her like I wanted this time, because I wanted to see her more, but I looked forward to taking her out somewhere and torturing her in public with it sometime very soon.
“Get yourself wet for me, Indie.”
She released a small breath. “I’m already wet just looking at you.”
God, that did things to me.
I suppressed a shudder. “Fuck yourself with that fake dick, pretty girl. And tease yourself with the vibrator. I want to watch you come apart.” I want to come apart with you. I felt like I was physically coming apart every time I looked at her, the love and obsession I held inside my chest constantly threatening to rip me to shreds from the inside out.
She slid the tip of my cock along the length of her pussy and tentatively nudged the tip inside as she reached for the buzzing vibrator. “Don’t get shy on me now. There’s nothing I love more than the look on your pretty face when you come.”
She dropped her head back against the pillows and closed her eyes as she began to fuck herself. “That’s my girl,” I breathed, fucking my fist in rhythm with her movements. How the fuck I was supposed to last watching her like this, I didn’t know. “Open your eyes. I want you to see how fucking hard you make me. See how much I want you every second of every fucking day.”
Part of me wished that wasn’t as true as it was, but I’d been in a constant state of semi-bricked since the day she walked into my office and back into my life.
Her blue eyes caught mine and sucked the breath from my lungs, even through a screen. We fucked ourselves in tandem, our needy pants, and the lewd sounds we were each making mingling in the air around us.
She tensed, her lips parting as she came, and I could almost feel her tight cunt fluttering around my cock as I brought myself over the edge with her.
Hot ropes of cum spurted over my abs. It was a bit of a shame, really, because I much preferred to see my release dripping out of the woman I loved.
She tossed the silicone cock to the side as she went limp, the vibrator still buzzing against her stomach.
“Give me one more.”
“I don’t know if I can.” Her voice was a rough whisper and I wanted to swallow every word she spoke.
I picked the phone up while wiping my stomach clean with my discarded shirt, my face filling the screen. “You can, baby.”
With shaking hands, she ran the vibe over her pubic bone and back to her clit.
I swiped off the screen for a split second to increase the intensity.
“F-fuck,” she breathed, her body winding tight again.
“Good girl. I knew you could do it.”
She threw her head back in sheer ecstasy as her body shuddered and I’d never seen anything more perfect in my life.
When she came down, I turned it off and settled under the blankets. I gave her a moment to regain her bearings and mentally berated myself that she was so spent while I wasn’t there to take care of her.
We talked about her day for nearly an hour after. I kept the focus on her to avoid having to lie about what I’d spent my day doing.
Besides, who the fuck wanted to talk about mushrooms during their post-orgasm bliss?
We shared a contagious yawn, but it was pretty evident that neither of us wanted to end the call.
So we didn’t.
We each put our phones on charge and fell asleep together, just like we had nearly every night since she allowed me the absolute pleasure of being able to call her mine.