11. Where There’s Heat.
11
Where There’s Heat...
Phoenix “Phee” Preston - August 7th, 2025
When are you coming back home?
Nori misses you so much ??
I miss you too...
I smile at my phone as I scroll through the string of texts I’d received from Angel throughout the day. She was back in Tucker, and I was in the next state over at a mandatory yearly training. I’d been gone since Sunday and missed Angel like crazy, mainly because I was away from my phone most of the day. The only times I got to talk to her were early in the morning before I left for the meetings and after seven when I made it back to m y hotel.
That didn’t stop Angel from sending me messages throughout the day, updating me on things back home. I didn’t mind and found myself looking forward to getting back to my room and reading through a couple of dozen messages from her. Most were pictures of things she baked or Nori with some new toy she’d given her. It was cute as hell, and I was comforted knowing that my two favorite girls were together, keeping each other company until I returned.
“Oh?” I say out loud as another picture comes through. I lick my lips as I open the message. “Fuck…”
I gulp as I stare at the picture of Angel in a dark red lingerie set that has all of her curves on display. It was one of those pictures where you took a photo of your reflection in the mirror across from you, so her face was slightly covered by the phone. She was in the middle of the bed on her knees as she posed with her left hand grabbing her left titty. I zoomed in a bit and took in every part of her from her plump thighs to her chubby tummy to her perfectly moisturized skin. Just as I was about to text her back, a video came through, and I immediately pushed play.
“Hi, baby. I don’t know if you’re off work yet, but I just wanted to send you something. I hope you like it,” she starts. I take a deep breath when she pans the phone over her body as she lies on the bed. I crane my neck, trying not to miss a second of the beautiful full-body tour. When she returns it to her face, my eyes lock on her perfectly glossed lips. She sets the phone up on what’s probably a tripod and smiles. Within seconds, she shows the most delicious-looking slice of strawberry shortcake. “I made a fresh batch because I knew you’d be home tomorrow. This one is a little different, though. I added orange zest and oh my god, it’s sooo good.”
I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my chest as I watch her take a bite, savoring every bit of it. She knew what the hell she was doing as she licked the fork slowly. She then licked those juicy lips to get the extra whipped cream before smiling at the camera.
“I can’t wait for you to get back so you can taste it,” she says with a smirk. “And me.”
I clicked off the video and immediately FaceTimed her. She picks up on the second ring with an innocent smile. I almost lose my shit with how beautiful she is, and it hurts not being able to touch her. However, I knew the next best thing, and I knew she’d never say no.
“You over there doing all that teasing yet wanna play innocent now,” I chuckle, shaking my head. I kick off my shoes and climb onto the bed, sitting up against the headboard. “Get yo sexy ass up and take all that shit off. Right now. I wanna see you.”
“Okay,” she nods before standing from the vanity and taking a few steps back. I watch as she slowly pulls everything off piece by piece. “I’m guessing you liked the pictures.”
“You know I did, Sweets,” I say as I shimmy out of my pants. She smiles at the camera, standing in all her nude beauty.
I loved how confident she was now. When we first slept together, she was a bit hesitant about showing her body, but I made sure she knew how beautiful she was. I made sure to give attention to every part of her body that she was initially nervous about. However, after that f irst time, all those fears had melted away, and I loved that for her.
And me, because damn…there was something so sexy about a woman being fine as hell and knowing it. She flaunted it, as she should, and it was a hell of a turn-on.
“Set the phone up on your little tripod at the end of the bed and then sit down and spread your legs for me, Sweets,” I coach, and she nods.
“Yes, ma’am,” she giggles before moving her tripod into position. I watch the way her body sways as she moves, and I take a deep breath. I will never stop saying how beautiful she was.
Once it’s all set up, she sits down at the foot of the bed, and I have a perfect view of all of her. She scoots back a bit before lifting one foot onto the bed and spreading her legs wide for me. My mouth water as I take in the way her pussy is glistening.
“Mmm, look how pretty my girl is,” I say. I switch the phone to my right hand as my left hand slips past my waistband and down to my clit. I tip the phone so she can see what I’m doing, and I hear her moan. I bring my face back into view and see that she now has a medium-sized dildo in her hand. “Mmm, you ready for me, baby?”
She nods her head with a smile before placing it beside her on the bed. “Tell me what to do,” she answers.
“Oh, trust me. I intend to,” I nod, licking my lips. “First, I want you to wet your fingers and then play with your clit. Show me what you've been doing while I’ve been gone because I know your fine ass touches yourself to memories of me making you come.”
“I do, ” she admits before seductively licking and sucking on her pointer and middle finger. I watch attentively as she gets them nice and wet, wishing that her lips were on me instead. Once that’s done, she lowers them to her clit and rubs it slowly. “Ooh, fuck.”
“Mm, just like that baby,” I coax, strumming mine as well. “Imagine it’s me teasing you down there. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.”
“Ooh, Phee,” she whimpers as her right hand reaches up to pinch at her nipples. She was lost in a world of ecstasy already, and I was here for it.
“Now take that dildo and get it nice and wet too,” I instruct, still strumming at my own clit slowly. I could feel the sensation building up in my stomach bit by bit, but there was no way I was gonna let myself come before her.
I watch as she takes the silicone toy into her mouth and sucks it between the prettiest set of full lips I’ve ever laid eyes on. I groan, and my heart jumps. I tell her to move it down when I can't take it anymore. She does, and soon the tip is situated at her entrance.
“Nice, deep, and slow, baby,” I whisper, and she nods. Her mouth falls open as she sinks the toy inside her. “I want you to feel every stroke as if it were me on the other end.”
“Shit!” She exclaims as she starts to move it. “Mm, it feels so good, Phee. Fuck me…”
“I got you, Sweets,” I tell her, shivering from her pleasure-laced voice and the pressure building up.
I continue to talk her through it as she fucks herself, giving me one of the best shows ever. I loved the way she whimpered with each stroke and h ow she called out my name every time she hit that spot. I felt like I was there with her and fuck…I was so tempted to hang up the phone and say fuck tomorrow's meeting. I was ready to hop on a plane and return to her tonight.
“I’m so close, Phee,” she whimpers, and I nod because so was I. “Oh, my god, I love you so much, Phoenix.”
“I love you, too, Angel,” I assured her.
We continue our quest for a release, and soon we’re both reaching our peaks right after the other. My eyes snapped closed as my body shook, and the orgasm intensified as I heard her cries of pleasure. I wanted to record her voice and make it into a song so I could listen whenever. I was obsessed with everything about her and never wanted to change that. She was my one and only, and I planned to make sure that stayed true.
August 8th, 2024 - 11:38 PM
“You’re so pretty,” I say to Angel as I prop myself up on my elbow.
It’s been a couple of hours since I’ve been back home, and after a few rounds of passionate lovemaking, she and I were finally tapped out. I couldn’t get enough of having her near me, and I couldn’t get enough of her taste, smell, and everything in between. Even when we were in t he shower, I couldn’t go two seconds without touching her.
By the time we returned to bed, we were both wide awake, so she decided to show me a new hobby she’d picked up while I was gone. I lay there and listened as she explained all about this new Lego set she got, but her words were going in one ear and out of the other. All I could think about was how good she smelled and how her skin glowed from the moisturizer she liked to use. I was down bad for this woman.
“Are you even listening to me, Phee?” She chuckles, finally looking down at me.
“I’m trying, but you’re distracting me with all of your beauty,” I smirk. She giggles, shaking her head. “I’m like really fucking obsessed with you, Sweets.”
“Luckily for you, the feeling is mutual,” she smiles before leaning down to kiss me softly against the lips. I grip her by the waist and pull her down fully as she giggles uncontrollably. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me, burying my face in her neck. “You’re so damn clingy.”
“Only with you,” I admit. I let out a contented sigh. She places her Lego set on the bedside table and turns in my arms. Once we’re face to face, she reaches up and lightly strokes my cheek. “I’ve never loved anyone as much or as strongly as I love you. I can’t explain why you have such a pull on me, but you do. I always feel like I’m not close enough to you. I’ve never felt like this before.”
“I get that,” she nods. “Sometimes I am ready to crawl into your skin.” She laughs, and I smile, knowing exactly how she feels. “You’re an amazing p artner, Phoenix, and my mood is infinitely better every day I see you.”
“Make sure you include that in your vows,” I joke, and she playfully hits my chest. I laugh. “You stay acting like you won’t be ready to marry me the second I ask you. You know you can’t resist me.”
“Have I ever told you how cocky you get sometimes,” she giggles.
“You mean how confident I always am?” I smirk.
She rolls her eyes and pushes away from me, but I grip her by the waist, pulling her back into my arms. I kiss her deeply, and just like that, she melts. She couldn’t resist me, just like I couldn’t resist her. This mutual pull had us both in a chokehold, but I knew that neither of us wanted it to loosen.
She pulls back and smiles up at me. “What’s wrong, Sweets?” I ask.
“Since neither of us is tired, do you wanna play a game with me?” she asks excitedly. I groan before sitting up. She follows my movement, sitting up in the middle of the bed. “Pleaseeeee?”
“I do NOT wanna play that damn racing game with you again,” I shake my head. “I swear you be cheating.”
“I DO NOT!” she argues before pointing at me. “You just suck, Phee! Not my fault I’m so skilled.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I playfully wave her off, pulling her between my legs. She makes herself comfortable as she rests against me. “What game are we playing?”
“21 Questions!”
“Are we sixteen?”
“Ugh, you’re so damn annoying,” she groans before giggling. “It’ll be fun. You go first!”
I give her a hard time for a few more minutes before giving in to her request. Over the next twenty minutes, we take the time to ask each other a series of questions back and forth. One thing that stuck out to me most was her answer when I asked her what she would be if she weren’t a pastry chef. She told me that one of her dreams was to be a kindergarten teacher, at least for a day. It made perfect sense to me because she had the personality for it. I could picture her now leading a class of little kids down the hall as she sang a cute little song. It made me smile.
She asked me what my dream vacation looked like, and I admitted that it would involve hiking through a rainforest or climbing a mountain. She playfully teased me because it was exactly what she’d expected, but that was fine. When I asked if she’d ever be down to take a trip with me, she quickly agreed, but only if it were somewhere tropical with a beach she could relax on. I told her that I would keep that in mind.
As we neared the end of the game, the questions got a little more personal, and we talked about things such as our fears and anxieties. She admitted that she was terrified of rats, spiders…and birds. I scratched my head as I looked down at her. She looked up at me and groaned before going into a spiel about how she watched a movie when she was younger where the people were getting attacked by birds, and because of that, she was always scared that they would one day turn on her, too. I tried my best to hold in my laughter, but all I could se e in my head was her screaming and swatting at birds frantically.
“It’s not funnyyyy!” she groans, sitting up and crossing her arms over her chest. She looked so cute whenever she pouted; all I could do was sit up and wrap my arms around her. “It’s a real fear, Phee.”
“I know. I know. I’m sorry, baby,” I chuckle and kiss her on the cheek. “You’re right. That is a valid fear. Birds are definitely plotting to fly up on you and peck your eyebrows off.”
“Phoenix, PLEASE,” she whines, and I can do nothing but smile. I loved messing with her.
“I’m just playing with you, baby.”
“You make me wanna fight you,” she snaps, narrowing her eyes at me. When I pepper kisses all over her face, she squeals and just like that, she melts into my embrace.
“Come fight me then, mamas,” I say as I grab a handful of her ass. She yelps but giggles before lightly pushing me away.
“Okay. Okay. It’s my turn.”
“Of course,” I nod as we settle back down. “Ask away, Sweets.”
“Okay, so,” she starts before turning to face me fully. A serious look flashes across her face, and suddenly I’m nervous. “Well, I’ve been thinking about our relationship lately, and I love how we joke around about marriage. I mean, I know you’re serious, and don’t get me wrong, so am I…”
“But?”
“But…we never talk about anything past that, and I think we...should. So, can we?”
“What ’s past marriage?” I ask. She quickly looks down at her stomach before looking back up at me. My eyebrows furrow as I look up at her. “Wait, you want to have a baby? I thought you didn’t want that.”
“Wait, no, hold on,” she waves her hands frantically before chuckling nervously. “I mean…I don’t, but that’s just my opinion. We never talk about how you feel about it.” She sighs and looks away, obviously nervous. After a few seconds, she looks back at me. “Do you want children?”
“Honestly, I want whatever you want,” I admit. She starts to interrupt me, but I put my hand up to stop her. “And before you say anything, I’m serious. I’ve never once thought about carrying a child, so I’ve always felt like it would be up to my partner, my spouse, if we ever went down that road.” I pause to take in her reaction, but she stays quiet, which I take as permission to continue. “Angel, I love you, and you’re the most important person in my life. I know how you feel about carrying a child, and I’m down for whatever you want to do. If you want to adopt one day, we can do that. If you NEVER wanna have a child and just want me to be a cool, gay auntie with you, I’m down for that as well.”
This gets a laugh out of her, and she shakes her head. “You’re so damn silly, Phee,” she sighs but there is nothing, but love written all over her face. “I appreciate you, though. Thank you for never trying to change my mind about my choice.”
“You never have to worry about that, and that’s a promise,” I guarantee her. “I respect you too much to ever try to convince you to do someth ing you don’t want to do. Thank you for asking my opinion, though. That meant a lot to me.”
“Just like you have me, I have you,” she assures me before pulling me in for a kiss. “Just like you respect my decisions, I respect yours. Always.”
“Mm, have I ever told you how fucking fine you are?” I grip her by the hips and lie back. She straddles me, and soon she’s slowly grinding against my leg. I smirk. “You better take these little ass shorts off so you can feel this friction for real.”
She nods and gets to work removing her clothes as I strip as well. We spent the next however long trading orgasms before collapsing onto the bed once again. By then, we were both tired as hell, and it wasn’t long before she drifted off in my arms. I felt a sense of peace and serenity wash over me. I was where I was supposed to be, and I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world.