33. Chelsi
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
chelsi
Although it’s been nice to have Kate at home this weekend, so we can commiserate together, I’ve quickly seen the stark differences between Jake’s schedule and Alex’s.
For the most part, Kate can talk to Jake off and on throughout the day.
There are times when he can’t respond right away, when he’s in the middle of soundcheck or doing a radio interview, but for the most part, he’s pretty much available until it’s close to show time.
Alex is the complete opposite. He’s busy nonstop, from the moment he wakes up until everyone is safely on their buses at night.
I honestly don’t know how he keeps up this pace without completely exhausting himself. It’s also starting to concern me about how we’ll make a relationship work with his schedule, not to mention his commitment to the Marine Corps Reserves. How does he find the time to do it all?
He appears to be an all-or-nothing guy, making me worry he’ll wake up one morning and realize that trying to juggle his career, his military contract, and a new relationship is too much for him to handle. Maybe it’s better if I get out before things go too far.
Before I fall even harder than I already am.
Because the girl who never dreamed of weddings, white picket fences, or babies can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to wake up next to him every day. To share my life with him. To have a partner who loves me unconditionally.
“What is wrong with me?” I groan, staring at the ceiling while lying on my bed in the guest room at Kate’s house.
The concert has been over for an hour. Jake’s already back on his bus, doing God only knows what on FaceTime with Kate.
For an unknown reason, she thought it would be fine to answer his call while we were hanging out in the living room.
Don’t think he expected to have any other ears in the room, given the extremely dirty things that came out of his mouth.
Wouldn’t surprise me if Kate is on her way to Orgasm Town already.
My thighs clench at the thought of crossing the line with Alex. Feeling his hands on my body. His stubble brushing against my bare skin.
This man isn’t here, and yet he’s already driving me crazy with desire.
Perhaps it’s time for a little teasing of my own. Pick up where our text conversation was headed yesterday and add some gasoline to the fire.
Show him what he’s missing by taking things slow.
Chelsi
Thought you should know I’m lying on my bed, wearing nothing but a cropped top and a thong.
Alex
Are you trying to make me rock hard?
Chelsi
So, you don’t want me to tell you how I touched myself last night?
How I thought about you when I did it? How I imagined my hands were yours?
How when I slipped the vibrator inside me, I pretended it was your cock?
Alex
Jesus Christ, Chelsi.
I just spat my water out all over Shane when I read that.
Chelsi
He’s not the only one who is wet right now.
Alex
Holy fuck.
You’re going to need to give me a minute so I can get back to the bus.
Chelsi
Don’t take too long, or I’ll get started without you.
Alex
You wouldn’t dare…
Chelsi
Time’s a ticking, Alex.
A small laugh bubbles out of me as I envision him trying to quickly herd all of the cats onto their buses, or to at least congregate in the same area.
Apparently, there are some wild stories about what can go down if certain people, mainly Jimmy, are allowed to freely roam around the amphitheater at night.
Leaning over, I open the top drawer of my nightstand and grab my current favorite clitoral suction vibrator. Although Alex might want to take things slow when it comes to us having sex, it doesn’t mean we can’t have some good old-fashioned sexting.
A shiver runs down my spine when I close my eyes, imagining how Alex’s body reacts to the texts I’ve sent him. How he’ll respond when my messages become extremely NSFW.
Chelsi
Is it a good time to tell you that I’m not wearing a bra? And my favorite suction vibrator is fully charged and next to me?
Alex
OMG. Give me two minutes. Trying to kick everyone out of the back room on the bus.
Chelsi
It’s not nice to keep a girl waiting.
Not when she’s dripping wet, thinking of you. Wishing you were here.
Alex
Fuck me.
Chelsi
Just let me know when and where.
Alex
Definitely wish I wasn’t in jeans. You’ve gotten me so hard that my zipper is about to break.
Chelsi
Take them off.
I just slipped off my thong…
Alex
Holy fuck…
Chelsi
And my top…
Completely naked.
Alex
You’re my goddamn fantasy.
Chelsi
What would you do to me if you were here? How would you touch me?
I’m really good at following instructions…
Okay. Maybe not in everyday life.
But when it comes to the bedroom…
I like a man who takes control. Tells me what to do.
Alex
Fuck.
If that’s what you like, I can definitely give it to you.
Angle the phone so you can see my messages, but I don’t want you texting me back until you come. Understand.
Chelsi
Yes, Sir.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
We’re going to do this. Is it possible he has a dominant side in the bedroom?
That would make my day. Maybe my entire year or lifetime.
He’s definitely an alpha male at work, but I have been worried he might be more mellow when it comes to sex since it’s been a long time for him. Doesn’t look like that’s the case.
Once I’ve placed my phone on the holder on my nightstand, I adjust my body slightly so I can fully see it and have access to both hands. Anticipation courses through my veins as I wait for his next message, dying to know what he’ll have me do.
Alex
Good girl.
Slowly drag your fingers through your pussy. Feel how wet I make you.
He’s already giving me a good girl… Does he know I have a praise kink? I bet there’s some rasp to his voice when he says it.
Need to focus. Follow his instructions. Be the good girl he wants me to be.
Taking a brief exhale, I slide my hand down my thigh, allowing it to dip between my legs and soak in the wetness of my arousal.
Alex
Circle your clit, but don’t touch it.
Imagine your fingers were mine. How I’d touch you as I lightly kissed your neck. Run the tip of my tongue along your collarbone.
The warmth of my breath on your nipples, teasing you until my mouth descends on your breast.
“Holy fuck,” I pant, writhing on the bed from my own touch and the messages he’s sending. The mental picture he’s giving me is making me crave him even more than I already did.
How is this already leaps and bounds better than any sex I’ve had? Everything is intensified with him.
Alex
Rub your clit. Slowly until you feel the building of an orgasm…
Then I want you to stop.
Oh my God.
Desperate to follow his instructions, I circle my clit with my fingertips. Softly exerting pressure as my core starts to tighten, gearing my body up for an orgasm. My breathing becomes ragged as I increase the pressure on my clit, and my pussy clenches. I’m so close—so ready to come.
A few more strokes would be all it would take. A light flick would send me over the edge.
But I won’t do it. I can’t do it. The good girl in me wants to be rewarded for doing what she’s told, at least when it comes to him and the bedroom.
I gasp when I remove my fingers from my core, instantly missing my own touch. Wishing he were here to take over. Curious and eager for his next instruction.
Alex
Turn your vibrator on.
Turn it all the way up. We’re not going slow tonight.
I know you can handle it.
An uncontrollable moan roars out of me as my body aches for more. Ready to fall over the cliff because of him. Wanting to see how much pleasure he can eke out of me when he’s eight hours away. When all I have are his words on the screen.
Alex
Run it along your inner thighs. Tease yourself with it for a minute.
Don’t touch your pussy until I say so.
Yep. Totally going to come hard at any moment if he keeps this up. How does this man have an instruction manual of how to spin me up?
I gasp when I part my legs and place the vibrating end of the toy on my inner thigh. My body squirms as I drag it up and down, allowing it to graze over my pussy each time I change legs. Just enough to make me whimper and beg for more.
Alex
Place the suction directly on your clit and hold it there. Don’t you dare move it.
Not a single fucking inch until you’re screaming my name.
My back practically leaps off the bed as soon as the suction touches my clit. The intensity wastes no time in building me up. Pushing me to my limits.
Alex
What I wouldn’t give to hear my name on your lips as you come.
To feel your pussy clench around me.
To show you what it’s like to have your body owned by a real man. One who will fucking worship every goddamn inch.
Come for me, gorgeous.
Holy fuck.
“Oh my God, Alex,” I scream as an orgasm barrels through me, causing me to see spots. Nothing has ever felt as intense as this. Not with any other toy or any other man.
Chelsi
That was…
Alex
Are you speechless?
Chelsi
Uh-huh.
Alex
Good. Just a taste of what’s to come.
Imagine how much better it’ll feel when it’s my hands on you.
I know I can’t wait for when that finally happens. When we’re both ready to take the next step. When I can make you mine for good.
Chelsi
I’m half-tempted to get in my car and drive to wherever you are so it can happen now.
Alex
All in good time, gorgeous. I want to earn your heart first. Then, I’ll worship your body.
Chelsi
Alex
Good night, Chelsi. I hope you’re able to sleep now.
Chelsi
Might have the best sleep of my life, thanks to you.
Good night, Alex.
Lying in bed still completely naked, I stare at the ceiling, trying to comprehend what just happened. How he owned my body from so far away. How he didn’t want anything in return. Didn’t expect it.
I’m extremely sex positive and know how to ask for what I want in the bedroom.
However, I’ve always felt like there was a hidden currency to sex with the guys I’ve dated in the past. Most of them treated making me come like an afterthought—one they might tackle after fucking me if they felt obligated.
I’ve never been in a situation where a man has helped me find pleasure without requiring me to reciprocate.
Not Alex.
He made it all about me. And I think he enjoyed it.
If he keeps this up, it won’t be long until I’m giving him my heart. The first person who’ll ever truly hold it.
And that’s both exhilarating and terrifying.