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T wo weeks had passed since Cruz left, and Erin knew that she would miss him. She hadn’t expected it to get worse the longer he was gone. She attributed it to having only spoken to him twice since he’d left. The time difference was working against them, and it was hard to find a time when neither of them would be working that didn’t require one to wake up in the early hours of the morning and the other to stay up.
She had no problem doing either, especially since her workday didn’t start until ten. However, she wouldn’t be selfish and ask him to do so continuously. He was the only one there setting everything up, and she didn’t want him tired or making mistakes because he’d been up with her.
Paetyn did an excellent job of occupying her when she wasn’t working, but when she was, her mind would wander to what Cruz was doing, and that pit in her stomach would make itself known. That pit was a mixture of her missing him and guilt.
“What is it, Angel?” Paetyn asked from the other end of the couch, where he massaged her feet.
Erin had been at their house more days in the past three weeks than she’d been at her apartment and had made a conscious effort to come home after work, but she’d quickly found herself calling Paetyn and asking if he wanted to come over to have dinner with her and watch a movie.
She smiled at him. “It’s nothing.” The raised brow she received let her know that he didn’t believe her. Erin contemplated telling him for only a few seconds before she sighed. “I feel guilty and like a bad girlfriend.”
Paetyn furrowed his brow at her. “Why do you feel like that?”
“Because I miss Cruz.”
“Okay?” His tone let her know he was still confused about why she thought that.
“I shouldn’t miss him as much as I do with you right here. It isn’t fair to you.”
“Come here,” he requested, and Erin moved to sit on his lap. “I fully expect you to miss him. It would be odd if you didn’t.”
“I know, but—”
“Are you telling me you won’t miss me when I leave next week?”
“Of course I will.”
“Then I don’t see the problem,” Paetyn stated. Erin nodded, and he gripped her chin. “And the next time you call yourself a bad girlfriend, I will spank you.”
Her pussy clenched at his words, and it was on the tip of her tongue to do it again just to see if he would. However, before she could say anything, his lips were on hers, leading her in a slow kiss. He chose the best ways to take her mind off things.
Erin shifted to straddle him, hands on his shoulders as she followed the kiss, allowing his tongue to lure and dictate the movements of hers. She unconsciously rocked her hips, and he squeezed her ass before pulling away from the kiss.
“Stay with me tonight,” she requested.
She’d been in his space so much that she was unsure if he’d want to, but it wasn’t as if she hadn’t warned them that she could get a bit clingy, and having to be without one of them warranted her current need, in her opinion.
“Of course, Angel.” He pecked her lips. “Let’s finish the movie.”
Finishing the movie was not on Erin’s list of things to do, but there was no harm when he’d agreed to stay with her, and she could get what she wanted when they got into bed. She retook her original seat as Paetyn picked up his phone from the table, and she slid her feet back into his lap.
E rin lay on the bed later that night, eyes closed, in nothing but her birthday suit as she waited for Paetyn to get out of the shower. She intended to entice him into dicking her down. Though she’d learned all she had to do was tell either of her men she wanted some, and they would take care of her.
“Such a pretty sight,” Paetyn stated, exiting the bathroom.
“It always is.”
Erin’s eyes snapped open at Cruz’s voice, and she looked at Paetyn. She found him holding his phone. She sat up, smiling at the screen.
“Hi, baby,” she greeted as Paetyn passed the phone to her.
“Hey, Ma?y. I’ve missed you.”
“I miss you too,” she responded as Paetyn placed his hand on her chest and pushed her to lay back down. “How are the installations coming?”
“A bit quicker than I expected. I may be home sooner.”
“That’s—” A moan slipped past her lips, halting her sentence as Paetyn took her clit into his mouth.
Cruz chuckled. “I see we plan on skipping the small talk.” Erin looked down at Paetyn’s head between her legs, but her attention was soon returned to the phone screen. “Nuh-uh. Eyes on me, baby.”
Erin did as he commanded, and even through the screen, she swore she could feel the intensity of those gray eyes. Another moan escaped her as Paetyn circled his tongue before moving slightly lower to slip it into her.
She kept her eyes locked on the screen as he began to fuck her with his tongue. Cruz pulled the top of his lounge pants down, and Erin watched his dick spring free. Her pussy squeezed around Paetyn’s tongue at the sight of it. Fuck she missed his dick. Cruz stroked his dick slowly, she bit her bottom lip, and Paetyn began to circle his thumb around her clit.
The precum that leaked from Cruz’s dick was so tantalizing Erin damn near stuck her tongue out in an attempt to taste it. He ran his thumb over it, spreading it around the head of his dick, and she moaned at the sight of it, a gasp soon followed as Paetyn pinched her clit.
“Fuck, baby. Please,” she pleaded. It was like any time the three of them were together; she didn’t even know who she was begging and didn’t care who gave her an answer; she just wanted to cum.
“When have I ever made you hold it, Ma?y?” Cruz asked, and even if her mind wasn’t already muddled with pure pleasure, she didn’t think she’d be able to think of a time.
Paetyn took her clit back into his mouth and sucked it just the way she liked while he slid two fingers in her and curled them to abuse her sweet spot. Erin rocked against his fingers, a whimper leaving her lips as her orgasm built.
“That’s it, baby. Show me how much you miss me, and cum.”
“Cruz,” Erin moaned as she came around Paetyn’s fingers.
“It’s gorgeous, the way you cum for me.” The praise went straight to her core, and her stomach dipped. “Turn over, Ma?y. Ass in the air,” he commanded, and before she could even move on her own, Paetyn flipped her over.
Erin watched the continued slow strokes to his dick as she heard a condom wrapper open. The bed shifted, and Paetyn buried himself in one deep thrust.
“Fuck!” she exclaimed, looking back at him.
He gripped her chin, turning her back to face the phone. “Eyes on the screen, Angel.”
The pieces clicked. Paetyn may have been there in the bedroom with her. His tongue the one tasting her, his dick the one inside of her, but Cruz was fucking her, and damn did the knowledge that they could slip into either role have her dripping wet.
C ruz slowly stroked his dick as he watched the pleasure play over Erin’s face. Her moans echoed through his earbuds, and each one was like another caress to his dick. He’d put them in because he didn’t want anyone seeking him out, hearing the delicious noises she was making. Not that anyone would at that time of morning. In the two weeks he’d been there, he noticed they didn’t tend to bother him after dinner.
Two weeks felt like a lifetime, especially when he couldn’t talk to her as much as he wanted. The time difference was a bigger nuisance than he initially thought it would be. He’d also have to blame his girlfriend’s thoughtfulness, too. She didn’t want to keep him up late or have him wake up earlier to talk to her. Neither of those things he minded.
“Baby, please.”
The soft begging caused his dick to twitch as he stared into brown eyes clouded with desire, blown with need, and he moaned at the sight.
“Tell me what you’re begging for, Ma?y.”
“To cum, please. I want to cum for you again,”she responded with a breathy moan.
“I’m not stopping you, baby. You know that’s my favorite thing, right? Watching you cum for me?”
“Mm, fuck. Yes, I know.”
“And you aren’t going to deny me getting to witness my favorite thing, are you?”
She moaned, eyes fluttering closed before shooting back open. The sound of her ass being smacked reverberating in his ears.
“Answer him, Angel.”
“No, no, baby. I…shit…I’m about to cum.”
“Look at me, baby,”Cruz demanded. “Let me see it.”
Her eyes met his through the screen, and as she came, his name tumbled from her lips before her head dropped onto the bed, and the phone fell from her hand. He was only looking at the ceiling briefly before there was another smack to her ass.
“Pick it up,”Paetyn instructed.
Erin picked the phone up, and Cruz wished he could move through it. Her cheek was against the bed, eyes glazed with the pleasure of her release as she rocked with each thrust. She was always such an alluring sight.
“On your back for me, Ma?y.”
She didn’t have to move a muscle as Paetyn flipped her over, pulling a gasp from her, soon followed by a moan. Erin held the phone above her, and Cruz stroked himself in time with the jostle of her body. Her breasts peeked into the frame with every thrust, and he imagined his hands on them, tweaking her nipples as he gave her deep thrusts. The thought of it, the sight of her, had his balls tightening.
“You’re taking it so well, baby. Always such a good fucking girl.”
He talked her through the next few minutes, leaning heavily into her praise kink, and she was soon begging him again, asking him to let her cum like he’d changed his mind between the first time and now. Cruz would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the sound of that sensual voice begging, pleading with him. The sound went straight to his dick, and he was close to cumming himself.
“Don’t hold it in. Let go for me.”
She came several seconds later with a deep gasp, back arching, and he followed with a few more strokes of his dick, damn near cumming on his phone. Her eyes fluttered, and Paetyn took the phone from her, scanning it down her body and between her legs, where her pussy glistened with her orgasm.
“The best kind of mess,”he stated before the phone was given back to her. He glanced at the clock. He’d been starting his workday at eight-thirty each morning, and it wasn’t long before he needed to get going. “Ma?y,”he called, gaining her attention. “I have to go, baby, but I’ll talk to you again soon.”
“Okay. I’ll talk to you soon.”She blew him a kiss, and they ended the call.
Cruz tossed his phone onto the bed before returning his earbuds to the case. He went into the ensuite and started the shower. According to the timeframe he’d given Amir, he had three weeks left until he’d be finished installing all the systems, but he was ahead of installation.
After the first few days there and being unable to schedule calls with Erin the way he wanted, he was determined to get the project done faster while still being efficient. He knew he would miss her while he was away, but he also hadn’t wanted to leave this early in their relationship, when they were still showing her they were there to stay, of assuaging any of her fears about them abandoning her.
It wasn’t the first time he had to travel and be gone for weeks, but it was the first time with them dating. He also knew it wouldn’t be the last, but by then, he knew they’d be in a place where being apart for an extended period wouldn’t bother her as much.
This time wouldn’t have been so bad, but it didn’t help matters that he and Paetyn would be gone three weeks simultaneously. When Paetyn had texted him that Erin missed him and it would do her good to talk to him, he hadn’t hesitated to answer when his phone rang that morning, and he wouldn’t any time she called him, but he knew she was trying not to keep him up, which he told her he didn’t care about.
Cruz stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. If he kept the same pace he was going now, he felt he could easily cut the trip down by aweek,as long as no unexpected issues arose.He could surprise her with an early return, making up forthe time they’d spentapart, and indulge her in anything she needed to quiet her phobia again.