64. Chapter 64
Jake
Lottie’s been abnormally quiet today. I mean, on game days we never get to talk a whole lot, but today she’s more silent than usual.
The game was earlier than normal, so we watched our crime show while we ate breakfast together via FaceTime. Lottie caught me up on what she and the girls have been doing, and how today they were going shopping followed by dinner and a few drinks.
We won our game. Although New York were playing to win, we had the edge in the final few seconds, and I managed to secure us the win.
After our own celebrations in a local bar, we had a driver drop us back at the hotel for some much-needed rest. I debate calling Lottie, but we’re three hours ahead, meaning it’s only 10 p.m. where she is and she’s likely still out.
I shoot her a quick text, letting her know I’m around if she wants to call.
Jake – Hey, baby, I’m back in my room and missing you
Jake - Give me a call if you want *winky face emoji*
Half an hour later, my phone rings, and a very drunk Lottie appears on my screen. I have never seen her like this before. She’s more drunk than when she first kissed me, and that’s saying something. The girl is absolutely hammered right now.
“Heyyyyy, J! Oh, that rhymes! I could be a poet, and I wouldn’t even know it,” she laughs to herself.
Her hair is falling out from her ponytail and her makeup has nearly all but worn off, but she’s still the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.
“You sound like you had fun.”
“I had the best time. We had non-alcoholic margaritas because Kayla’s pregnant,” She hiccups as she whispers to me. Those were not non-alcoholic, and say what? Kayla’s pregnant?
“Ooops,” she covers her mouth with her hand, realizing her slip. “Is there a chance you didn’t hear what I just said?” She looks so devastated she’s just spilled the beans on her friend's secret that I take pity on her.
“Hear what? I didn’t hear anything.”
Lottie breathes a sigh of relief, “Phew, that was a close one.”
“So, what did you girls get up to?” I ask, changing the subject for her.
“Oh my god, look what I got!” Lottie starts bouncing up and down on her bed. The next thing I know, she’s whipping off her shirt and, on her ribcage, just under her breast, is a bandage.
“Shit, baby. Did you hurt yourself?”
I know concern must be etched all over my face as I stare at her through the screen.
She starts giggling again. “No, silly, look.” She removes the tape holding the bandage in place and that’s when I see a tiny tattoo marring her skin.
“Holy fuck, Lottie. You got a tattoo?” I’m trying to get a better look to see what it is.
“I did! Isn’t it so pretty?”
“It’s beautiful. What does it say?” I still can’t see, she’s too far away.
“It’s a quill with ‘the rest is still unwritten’ next to it.” She beams at me, that beautiful smile taking over her face.
“I love it. It’s so you, sweetheart. Make sure to put the bandage back on properly and clean it in the morning.”
“I will. Tell me about your game, J. I know you won, obviously, but tell me everything.”
I start to tell her about the game when I notice a package by the side of her bed.
“Lottie? What’s on your bedside cabinet?” I point at the offending item.
“Oh, that. Kayla took us to a sex toy shop and thought it would be a good idea to get me one of these seeing as you’re going to be away a lot. But I have no idea how to use it or what it actually does. You should have seen what Alyssa was buying though.”
In a stage whisper, she says, “She bought a butt plug!”
“Oh my god, please don’t tell me any more about what my sister bought. The less I know the better. Hold up the toy you’ve got to the camera so I can see it better, baby.”
She holds up the small packet close to the screen and it’s a clitoral stimulator in the shape of a rose. I wonder if she’s down for a little tutorial?
“Kayla said I need to master the art of self-care for when you’re away.” I love the way she uses little air quotes when she says self-care.
“You want me to talk you through how to use it?” I might as well ask while her inhibitions are lowered.
She assesses the toy once more and then shrugs. “Ok, professor, show me how to use it.”
Fuck. Me. This girl will be the death of me. Always acting so innocent when deep down she’s anything but.
“Ok, first things first, lose the shirt,” I command as I also remove mine. Fair is fair after all.
Lottie puts the phone down, and when she comes back, she’s completely naked.
“No panties?”
“I took them off too. I figured you were going to tell me to remove them anyway.” She bites her bottom lip, and all I want to do is jump through the phone and bite it myself.
“Have you got something to prop your phone up on? I want to be able to see all of you while we’re doing this.” She searches round the room while I do the same. Luckily, I’m not sharing a room tonight, or this could be awkward to explain.
“There, done it.” And there she is in all her glory.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking sexy.” She blushes at my words. I don’t think she’ll ever stop doing so, and to be honest, I don’t want her to.
“Ok, so take the toy out of its packaging and let's see what we’re working with.”
Lottie takes it out and examines it rather closely. “J? It has a hole in it. I think it’s broken.” She pouts. Full on pouts, and I can’t help but laugh.
“It’s not broken, baby, it’s a clit sucker. That hole is for suctioning onto your clit.”
Her jaw drops. “Are you sure? It looks kind of big.”
“I’m positive. Turn it on and see how it feels.”
She presses the button and jumps as the toy comes to life. “It feels weird.”
“Trust me, when you put it on your needy swollen clit, you’re going to love it. Make sure it’s on the lowest setting and move it around your pussy but not directly on your clit yet. I want you to get used to the sensation first.”
Nodding, she does as I say and gasps as it makes contact. “Good?” I ask.
“Yeah, it feels nice.” Nice? We can do better than nice.
“Ok, turn it up a notch and move it onto your clit.” That earns me a whimper. “Feel better than nice?”
Lottie looks directly at me, and her grey eyes are heavy lidded. “It f-feels so g-good,” she can barely get her words out. Time to ramp things up.
“Turn it up again.” At this, her back arches off the bed so violently she looks like she could be in the exorcist.
“Shit, J.”
My dick is so hard right now, shoving my boxers down, I wrap my fist around my length and pump as I watch my beautiful girl get off with her toy.
“That’s it, Lottie, let the toy take you over. Don’t fight it, baby, listen to my voice.”
“Oh my god, I’m coming,” she manages to get out on a moan.
“Fuck, baby, so am I. Watching you come on that toy is making me want to blow my load.” I’m jerking faster and faster, my dick in a vice grip as I shoot all over my stomach while Lottie comes down from her high. The toy’s flung across the bed.
“Wow, that was-” she starts.
“Fucking incredible,” I finish.
“Are you ok, baby?” I ask as I take in her naked body spread out on the bed.
Soft snores come from her, and she’s passed out.
I wonder if she’ll remember this in the morning?