20. Waiting By the Phone
CHAPTER 20
WAITING BY THE PHONE
DELILAH
I make sure Lola is asleep after cheering for Miles throughout the game, antsy for him to call me. He always calls Lola, though for a while, I didn’t even talk because I was trying to avoid Miles.
The text messages we shared last night were hot as hell and I came three times in bed. Will I do that over the phone tonight, talking or on camera? It’s never something I’ve considered.
I have also never had someone like Miles in my life.
I change into a tank top and shorts in my room, looking towards my phone on the bed. Watching him play tonight was so exhilarating and sexy to me as we cheered him on, and seeing how happy Lola was made my heart burst. I could have taken her to his parents’ house, but sometimes I prefer things to be low key and to just tuck her in after all the excitement.
My screen lights up and I jump, running over like a teenager to see Miles’s name.
“Hey.”
“Hey, yourself. Guess what?”
He sounds so happy, and I frown as I sit down, wondering what’s up.
“You won?”
“You already know that, Delilah. I have the room all to myself for a while. Your brother went out with friends.”
Oh. Oh! My face flushes nervously as I worry if I’m even good at this.
“All to yourself? What if I’m not good at this?”
“Just say what you’re thinking about. I hope I’ve given you something good to work with.”
There’s no doubt in my mind he has, and I blush deeper, feeling the heat wash over my skin.
“Have you done this before?”
“Not over the phone, but I’m looking forward to it with you, Delilah.”
“Yeah. I guess you wouldn’t have.”
I remember who he is and how many women must throw themselves at him every day. Insecurity washes over me, but I replay his words from the other night back in my mind.
“I am here wanting you tonight. Not anybody else, Delilah. How about you lay down and get comfortable?”
I do as he asks, resting against my pile of pillows.
“What are you wearing?”
I feel cheeky asking him that, and Miles chuckles.
“Just boxers. You?”
“Tank top and shorts. I got comfortable for this.”
“So, you’re comfortable.”
I hear him moving around and assume he’s on his bed. I close my eyes, trying to picture him.
“Yeah. I kind of wish I was in your bed.”
It must smell like him and we both groan, making me gasp in surprise.
“I love the idea of you sleeping in my bed when I’m not there. Is that weird?”
“No, not at all. I’ve thought about it.”
Oops. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.
“Hmmm. I like that. Does the idea arouse you?”
“Before you, hockey hadn’t aroused me the way it does now. You might have ruined that for me.”
“I think that’s the most flattering thing someone has told me. Do you want to touch yourself when you watch me play?”
I always want to when I think of him at all.
“I mean, sure. I just can’t because I’m with at least one person most of the time. Lola doesn’t need to see that.”
“You’re alone now. Touch your nipples for me; make them hard so I can bite them the way you like.”
Instant reaction. I slide my hand under the cotton, circling it with my fingers as he tells me how to touch myself. Within minutes, I’m soaked and needy as I close my eyes. Tugging on my nipples, I pull them with enough of a hint of pain to make it pleasurable.
I feel myself shifting around on the bed, needing more. He has me thoroughly prepared with both nipples and I’m ready to start without him.
“Take your shorts off, Delilah. I pushed mine down because I’m hard as hell and it hurts.”
I do and look down at my naked body, shocked that I am about to have phone sex for the first time.
“Spread your legs and touch yourself. I need to know how wet you are.”
“Soaked.”
I slide my fingers through my folds, knowing how fast this is going to happen for me. He instructs me how and where to touch myself in a husky voice, talking slower the further we go. I know he’s feeling this as much as I am and ask him if he’s touching himself.
“Yes, Delilah. I want you so bad and can taste you on my tongue where I want you to be. I wish I was between your legs, licking and tasting you until you come for me. Of course I’m stroking myself. Slide a finger inside of you.”
I do, feeling how tightly I wrap around myself and add another finger.
“God. I want you here.”
“How do you feel, Delilah?”
“I’m so wet and tight. I wish you were inside of me, filling me up.”
I pump my fingers in and out, rocking with the movement. It’s hard to hold on to the phone, but I clutch it in my hand just to keep hearing Miles. He guides me through, and his words make me explode and it makes it difficult to stay quiet. He follows and I slump back, longing to reach out for him.
It was so much more than I thought it would be.
“I wish I was there now. Incredible experience, but I want to sleep beside you.”
Miles speaks softly and I tilt my head before remembering he can’t see me.
“You do?”
“Yeah. I don’t normally like doing that, but maybe it’s the situation. Now I have to clean up and pretend I wasn’t doing any of this when your brother gets back to the room.”
“I have Lola in a few hours, too. Maybe we should sleep for a while.”
I can’t sleep when we end the call though I’m cleaned up for bed. Of course, I’ve touched myself before, but it’s never felt like that. His voice in my ear as I did everything changed the feeling completely.
Is he really gone all week?
I sleep fitfully and get up with Lola, making breakfast for us. It’s overcast outside, and I look at the clouds as I sip coffee, debating what to do today. I have the car and we can go to the movies to get out of the house.
Is she old enough for that?
I look at Lola as she plays with dolls. She’s well-behaved but still excitable as any toddler should be. If it was a kids’ movie and there were other young children there, maybe it could work. I don’t have any friends with kids yet, so this is new to me; I sigh and look outside again.
I want Miles to be home. Not for sex, but just to interact with him and watch him with Lola. It never occurred to me how sexy a man that loves his child is before now and I’ve always just thought it was sweet. Of course, I’m pretty sure my brother will never settle down long enough for kids, so there’s that.
I knew the deal when I signed up for this but didn’t expect to fall for my boss. Oh, no. I have fallen for Miles, haven’t I?
Brynn calls to see what we’re doing and offers to go to the movies with us. There’s a few good ones Lola would enjoy, and we agree to meet there so I can get us ready to go.
I watch Brynn with her niece before the movie starts, giving her the candy that she bought on the way here. It’s a special treat and I smile at the love she has for the little girl. We’re kind of close in age, and I wonder how it might be if I were to be dating Miles down the line.
“Slow down, Lola. You’re not eating all of these.”
I blink and look at Brynn as she takes the box away from Lola, holding it above her head.
“Maybe a bad idea.”
We chuckle, and I give Lola her water to distract her.
“She’s going to get it somewhere when she’s older. It’s good to establish it as a treat, right?”
Brynn eats a few Skittles when Lola isn’t looking.
“Miles might not agree. He’s strict with her diet.”
I think about the battles we had over food when I started working for him.
“Her mom didn’t feed her well. That’s why he’s like that. My brother couldn’t control what happened when she was there,so now that he’s got the power, he takes it a little far sometimes.”
“Did you like her?”
“No. Not even a little. I think it started out to be casual, but she worked her magic with Miles, and he ended up dating her. I’ll never regret this gift we got from it, but he was never happy with Kim. I always pictured him with someone more like you if he were to ever settle down.”
I have a powerful reaction to Brynn’s words but hold it in and respond with a laugh, thinking the same thing about Andrew.
“Like me? I’m so different from Miles. I’ve always felt worlds apart from Andrew, even though we love each other most of the time.”
“That’s what I mean. Opposites attract.”
The screen comes alive, and I know the film is ending this conversation when all I want is for it to continue. I tell Lola we’re going to watch a movie and that she needs to stay in her seat and tell me or Auntie Brynn if she needs anything. We’re at the tail end of potty training and while she’s wearing a pull-up, Lola loves to go to the bathroom anywhere and everywhere to see them.
Does Brynn know something is going on between me and Miles? She’s a smart girl and it might not be hard to tell. I bring myself back to the moment and smile when I see Lola in the recliner, staring at the characters on the screen. She might be old enough for this.
Things went well. Lola wanted to go to the bathroom once and tried to get more candy from Brynn twice, but she was quiet about both things. That seems like a win with a toddler.
We say our goodbyes even though I want to ask her what she meant, but Brynn has plans with a friend and needs to leave. I take Lola to a park, and we wander around the play structure as I observe Lola with my thoughts racing in the back of my mind. This is going to be a long week and I sigh, noticing Lola yawning.
We head home and she’s asleep by the time I park, so we’ll have to have lunch after the nap. At least she had snacks during the movie to tide her over, even if Miles would hate the idea. It makes sense why he’s concerned if what Brynn said is true. He’s alluded to the idea that Kim wasn’t the best mom and is owning the fact he’s a single parent to Lola, giving her everything he can in the world.
I drop to the couch when she’s asleep, closing my eyes. If we have a repeat of last night every night this week, I am going to need naps. I doubt Andrew will always be gone because he is dedicated to sport, but last night was incredible.
What would a video call be like?