She knew she was being foolish. She’d be swamped between now and Monday and wouldn’t even think about Drew.
Much.
“We could always have hot phone sex every night. Then you wouldn’t miss me as much.”
Her body coiled with need, desire driving a pulsing sensation deep in her core. “I’ve never had phone sex before.”
“Neither have I.”
She settled onto the sofa. “Somehow I find that hard to believe.”
“Why’s that?”
“I don’t know. It seems to me you’ve done just about everything.”
“I’d never had sex at the Garden. Definitely never had a blow job on the ice before. That was a first. You’ve given me some mind-numbing firsts, Miss Preston.”
She loved when he got formal with her. “We’ve had some firsts together, then.”
“It’s too bad it’s not spring or summer. I’d like to take you outside on your garden patio and make love to you out there.”
She took a deep breath, imagining him pushing her up against the wall, sliding his cock inside her as a warm summer breeze blew over both of them. The flowers would be in bloom and the scent of jasmine would waft over her as Drew thrust into her, slow and easy.
She leaned back on her sofa and closed her eyes, her hand drifting down to cover her *. She ached with need for Drew, wanted him here with her right now.
“What are you thinking about?” Drew asked.
“You and me, up against the wall on my terrace in the summer. I’d wear a dress—no panties, of course—so all you’d have to do is unzip your pants and you could be inside me.”
“You’re making me hard, Lina.”
“Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes.”
This was thrilling, talking about sex over the phone. Not nearly as good as having him here with her, but her nipples were hard and her * wet. She slid her hand inside her panties, her fingers cool against her heated flesh.
“What are you doing, Lina?”
“I have my hand inside my panties and I’m rubbing my clit.”
“Christ.”
“And you?”
“I’ve got a stranglehold on my dick. Just listening to you breathe hard could make me come. Not to mention visualizing you touching your *.”
She smiled at that, loved that she could push him right to the edge without him even seeing her. “I can’t help it. You make me hot.”
“Get hotter. Tell me what you do to get yourself off when I’m not around.”
She pushed her sweats and panties down. “I rub my clit, and put two fingers inside me, pumping as if your cock is in me.”
Now it was her turn to feel as if she was ready to come, because the sounds she heard over the phone were driving her crazy. It was almost as if she could hear him stroking his shaft. And his deep, harsh breaths were the most powerful aphrodisiac she’d ever heard.
“Sometime when we’re together, I’m going to show you how I jack off. At the same time, you’re going to rub your * and make yourself come for me.”
She widened her legs and slid her fingers deeper inside her *, felt it tighten around her fingers as she hurried her strokes. “Yes. I want to watch you stroke yourself, want to see the come spurt out of you.”
“Fuck. Fuck. I’m going to come, Lina.”
“Yes. Oh, yes, Drew. I’m coming.” She couldn’t hold back her climax, and came, letting Drew hear it as she cried out. He returned the favor, increasing her pleasure as he groaned into the phone with his own orgasm.
For a while after that, all she heard was both of them breathing heavily.
“I’m going to need a minute here. Don’t go away,” he said.
“Okay.”
Every part of her trembled as she stood and went into the bathroom. When she came back, she grabbed her tea and took a sip to coat her dry throat.
Wow. She felt dizzy, but she smiled.
“Still there?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“That was fun.”
“It was.”
“Not as much fun as it would have been if I was there with you. But it’ll do until I see you again.”
“I’ll definitely sleep tonight now. I thought for sure I’d pace all night long. Thank you, Drew.”
“I’ll talk to you again tomorrow night after my game, if you’re up for it.”
She smiled. “I’m definitely up for it.”
“Night, Lina.”
“Good night, Drew.”
She hung up and laid her phone down, staring at all the paperwork she’d carelessly tossed onto the floor. Her most important work, cast aside in favor of phone sex.
She giggled and kneeled to pick it all up and re-sort it.
Sometimes even important work had to be put aside for really great sex.
TWENTY-FOUR
CAROLINA COULDN’T HELP THE SURGE OF PRIDE AND absolute awe as she watched her brother modeling her clothes. Gray had the perfect form for modeling, and as much as he hated it, he could walk a runway. The fit was excellent and wouldn’t need much in the way of changes at all.
“God, that guy is hot,” Evelyn said as she sat in the chair next to Carolina.