Page 27 of Hers To Keep
Now that Macallan is gone and Headmistress LeBlanc has thrown out his syllabus, the rest of the semester will focus on tedious book reports, preparing for our midterms, and college next year, which is keeping me busy with schoolwork.
My mind seems to be preoccupied, given all that’s been happening in my personal life. Tedious work sounds perfect, something to keep me and my mind busy from the wreckage that is my life. I’m not sure what the future here holds for me, or if college is even an option, but I’ve kept up with my schoolwork andam on the right track to graduate this summer. After that I plan to get out of this wretched place as fast as I can and never again step foot in this hell.
Where that will leave Ace and me, I’m still unsure.
I startle awakeas my phone vibrates loudly on the bedside table beside me. Slowly rubbing my eyes, I look down at the bright lights of the digital clock, which read nearly two in the morning.
Cursing to myself, I move to pick up my phone answering it on the last ring.
“Hello?” I answer in the worst, groggiest voice.
“Why haven’t you fucking answered? I called you like four times,”Ace scolds, as I realize I must have slept through the other calls. I must have been out cold, but I’ve had a few nights of restless sleep, so it makes sense.
“It’s called sleep, try it sometime. Ugh, I sound hideous. Why are you calling me right now? It’s almost two a.m. and we have school tomorrow, Ace,” I groan, closing my eyes as I speak.
“I told you I was going to call you when I got back. I got held up, so I arrived just a few minutes ago. I’m actually skipping tomorrow, so I was calling to let you know I’ll meet you back at the Dahlia House after school instead.”
“Okay fine, whatever. Can I please go back to sleep now?” I ask, annoyed by his pointless call.
“No, I’m not finished with you. I haven’t made you come,”he says sternly, my body instantly tightening at just the mention of the word coming from his mouth.
“Oh God, no, we’re not doing this. Not only am I not in the mood, but I’m not about to have phone sex with you.” I whisper, although I’m alone in my room and the girls are fast asleep.
“Baby, please, I need you. It’s been almost two weeks without you, I can’t hold off any longer. I swear my hand is going to fall off from all thejerking off I’ve had to do to just the memory of you. I know I’ll come apart almost instantly to just the sound of your intoxicating voice.”The rasp of his voice deepens, the arousal clear in his tone, making me unwillingly ache for him.
“Ace,” I groan sleepily, unsure I should give in to this delicious ache he’s causing.
“It’ll be quick, I promise. I just need to hear you come apart for me tonight. It’s been a hell of a week. I need you, Scarlett, please, you don’t know how badly I need you, baby.”
The desperate need in his voice makes me give in. “Okay, but I have to be quiet.”
“Are you not alone?”
“I am but Stella’s a light sleeper, and after the nightmares, any little sound makes them come running in.”
“What nightmares?”he asks sternly.
“That’s a conversation for another time. Right now I just need you to make me come.”
He groans loudly through the speaker and it’s almost as if he’s in the room with me right now.“Fuck, baby, what are you wearing?”
I roll my eyes at the cliché question of course, but yet somehow it still does things to me. “Nothing but an oversized T-shirt.”
“You were waiting for my call.”I can almost hear his cocky smirk in this voice.
“I figured just in case.”
“I want you to pull your T-shirt off. I need you to be naked for me, that’s how I imagine you every night, Scarlett.”With shaky fingers I set the phone down on my pillow, quickly moving to tug the T-shirt over my head. My nipples harden instantly from the cold air of my bedroom against my tender, heated flesh. I hear rustling on the other end of the phone and know he’s adjusting himself or freeing his dick from his pants.
“There,” I say, bringing the phone back to my ear.
“Fuck, I can just imagine how good you look right now, babe, naked and spread eagle on the bed just waiting for me. I need you to reach outand touch those tender nipples I know are hard and pointy, perfect for sucking into my mouth and tugging with my teeth.”I set the phone back down, putting it on speaker at the lowest volume possible, while I bring both of my hands to my breasts cupping them and twirling my nipples through my fingers.“I can just picture those pink, taut peaks, they’re fucking perfect.”
“Ahh,” I moan, my breath hitching slightly as I play roughly, pinching and tugging at them, feeling the heat deep in my core.
His voice sounds harsher than before, the growing arousal in his gravelly tone.“I need you to reach down slowly, brush one finger over your pussy, and feel how wet you are for me, because I have my hand wrapped around my cock and I can tell you I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking hard.”His crass commands are quick to excite me as I reach lower under my covers running my finger gently through my folds, feeling the damp slickness of my arousal.
My pussy is practically throbbing, the need to feel more has my eyes rolling back. “Fuck,” I moan breathlessly.