31
P aetyn picked up his phone as he ran a towel over his hair, looking at the text message he’d just received. He licked his lips, staring down at the picture Erin sent. She’d sent him one daily since sending her initial ones a week and a half ago.
He video-called her, tossing the towel to the side while waiting for her to answer. She was sitting in his bed, back against the headboard, when she did.
“Hey, Angel.”
“Hi, baby.”
“You’re still trying to tease me, I see.”
Erin smiled at him. “I thought you liked my pictures.”
“Oh, I love them. But I know you aren’t only sending them because I enjoy them. You’re doing it because you know I can’t do anything about it.”
“Nothing’s stopping you.” Erin ran the camera along her body, wearing only one of his t-shirts.
“I already told you you’d have to wait,” he responded, causing her to groan, and he had to refrain from chuckling. Paetyn wasn’t opposed to getting her off while they video-called. He’d done it twice since he’d been gone, but she sent those pictures to tease him. So, he decided the next time he made her cum, it would be around his tongue when he got home.
“This is ridiculous torture,” Erin pouted.
“I’m not stopping you from cumming, Angel. I’m just not going to help you.”
“I’m pretty sure this is some form of girlfriend neglect, and there are laws against it,” she stated, and Paetyn laughed. “Anyway, how was filming today? What challenge did they have to do?”
Paetyn gave her a vague rundown of what they’d filmed that day. He couldn’t get into specifics since he’d signed an agreement, but it didn’t hurt to tell her a little.
“I can’t wait until it starts airing so I can watch it,”
“We haven’t found a competition show you’ve liked watching yet outside of The Great American Race.”
Erin shrugged. “I have it on good authority that one of the judges is amazing eye candy.” She smirked. “No, but seriously, I’m going to watch it to support you. We could even make it a weekly date night. We can order takeout or cook together, and Cruz and I can try to guess who’s going home each episode. We can keep tabs, and the winner gets a prize.”
“That sounds like fun, and I’m sure Cruz will be all for it since the two of you don’t seem to know how not to compete.” He propped his phone up and grabbed a pair of boxers. “How are the sorority tattoos coming?”
“They’re great. I only have a few more to do, but everyone’s been happy with them so far.”
Paetyn removed the towel around his waist. “That’s good, baby. I had a thought a couple of days ago that we should get you a couple of billboards in town. You’re doing great with word of mouth and social media marketing, but it never hurts to expand your reach.” When she didn’t respond, he turned his attention to the phone. “Baby?”
“I’m sorry, babe. What?” she asked, focus slowly moving back to his face as he slipped on his boxers.
“Distracted, Angel?”
“Look, you were naked, and I enjoy the view. I can’t be held responsible for getting tunnel vision when it happens.”
That made two of them. It took every ounce of his patience to make her wait for him to get home when she sent him a new picture or teased him when they spoke. He was determined to do it. Allow it to build so he could take every second of it out on her pussy. He grabbed his phone and got into bed, resting against the headboard.
“I need the next few days to go by quickly,” she sighed. “I miss you, and it helps that I can talk to you, but…”
“I miss you too, baby, but I’ll be home soon, and we’ll make up for every minute we were apart.”
Erin nodded. “What time do you have to be on set tomorrow?”
Paetyn knew why she was asking. He was two hours ahead of her, and he knew she considered that when they spoke.
“Not until nine. We’re good.”
“About this billboard thing. Do you think having one would be a good idea?”
“So you did hear me,” Paetyn teased. “But yes, I do. Especially if it’s eye-catching, people won’t have a choice but look at it. We can put the shop’s phone number there, but having your social media handles is also good. Those can be easier to remember than a number.”
“Okay. Maybe I’ll start with one to see how it does and go from there.”
They spoke for an hour until Erin started yawning, and Paetyn insisted that she get some sleep. To which she’d narrowed her eyes and told him if anyone should be going to sleep, it was him since it was after two in the morning for him. She had him there.
He placed his phone on the charger before turning out the lights and getting comfortable in bed. Four more days. That’s all he had to wait.
E rin was sitting on the couch at the back of her shop when Dahlia sent her a text telling her she had a package. She furrowed her brow, tossing her phone onto the couch. She didn’t remember ordering anything, but she’d placed several supplies on auto-ship so she wouldn’t have to worry about running out.
Her feet picked up speed no sooner than she rounded the corner, and before she knew it, she found herself with her legs around his waist, her lips on his as he held her up, chuckling into the kiss.
“I’m happy to see you too, Angel.”
“Your flight wasn’t supposed to land for five hours. I was going to surprise you.”
“I decided to leave early,” Paetyn responded as he walked them to the back. Erin had momentarily forgotten they were standing in the middle of her place of business where Torei was taking care of a customer. He sat on the couch with her straddling him.
“When did you land?”
“Not too long ago. I wanted to see you and came straight here.”
Erin kissed him again, mildly contemplating asking him to take her home. However, she had three more sessions before they closed, and she wouldn’t reschedule them just because she wanted to give her man a proper welcome home. But the matching tattoos she was doing weren’t scheduled to show up for two hours.
“I have a couple of hours before my next appointment. Why don’t we go have each other for lunch,” she suggested.
“I’m not going to say no when you’re my favorite thing to eat, Angel.”
Erin smirked, sliding off his lap and leading him back to the front.
“I’ll be back before my next appointment,” Erin informed Dahlia and Torei.
The two of them and the woman in Torei’s chair gave her a knowing look, but Erin didn’t care. They’d be doing the same in her position.
“P aetyn, please,” Erin begged as he pushed back in torturously slow.
“I’ve missed the sound of you begging for my dick.” He pulled out and pushed in again just as slow. “The sound of you begging me to fuck you.”
“Paetyn,” she whined as she clenched around him.
“Fuck.” He gave her a soft kiss. “I missed that too. The way you squeeze around me. How you say my name when you want more.”
Erin wrapped her arms around his neck, rocking against him. She did want more, wanted him to fuck her like he hadn’t been inside her in over a month because he hadn’t. She wanted him to fuck her like he was impatient, like he missed her as much as she had him.
“I thought you missed me,” she stated against his lips, clenching around his dick again.
“Of course I did, baby.”
“Then don’t tease me; show me how much you missed me. Give me what I want now, and I’ll be as patient as you want me to later.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” Paetyn pulled out, sitting against her headboard. “Come take what you want from me.”
Erin didn’t have to be told twice. She straddled him. Her pussy was still wet from a combination of being turned on and him eating her to orgasm twice. She slid down about half his dick, preparing to lift when he gripped her hips.
“Nuh-uh. Take every inch,” he commanded before pulling her down.
“Fuck,” Erin moaned as she threw her head back. It never failed that whenever he entered her in a new position, she felt it in the pit of her stomach. She still thought it should have been a crime to be as well-endowed as her men were, but she wouldn’t complain.
Paetyn reached around and grabbed her ass. “That’s my good girl. Now, ride this dick until you cum.”
Erin did as she was told, knowing it wouldn’t take long for that to happen with the way his dick rubbed against her g-spot. The pace she chose spoke to how long it’d been since they’d had sex. She rode him like it was her last chance to do so, like if she didn’t orgasm in that position, from his dick deep inside of her, she’d never get another opportunity to.
Paetyn supported her as she rode him. Those intense green eyes watched the pleasure on her face as he said everything he knew would push her closer to the edge. She began to squeeze around him, her orgasm blooming in her stomach when he smacked her ass.
“I feel you squeezing me. Let me feel you cum. You missed me, right?”
“Yes, baby. Fuck! Yes, I did.”
“Then show me. Be a good girl and cum for me.”
His command set the dam free, and Erin was cumming as she slammed down, her body shaking on top of him. A gasp left her as her back hit the bed. One leg was thrown over his shoulder, his left hand around her neck as he pulled out before driving back in.
“Paetyn, baby, wait.”
“No.” He thrust again, just as hard, and the moan that left Erin’s lips was swallowed by his. “You wanted me to show you how much I missed you, Angel. So, you’ll take it for me, right?” He thrust again.
“Yes, baby.”
Paetyn nipped her lower lip. “So fucking perfect.”
Erin preened at the praise, her pussy getting wetter. She was prepared to take whatever he wanted to give her.