Page 74 of From That Moment

The voice in the shower with me felt like a purr against my skin.

“Any harder, and I’m going to squeeze myself blue,” I said into the phone. I had my phone on the shelf where water couldn’t get to it and was currently getting myself off while Paris did the same in her bed.

I had been listening to music in the shower when she called, and one thing had led to another. Now, my cock was in my hand, and I was ready to blow.

“What are you doing now?” I panted, barely able to breathe at this point.

“I have one hand on my breast, the other’s playing with my clit. Will you help me? What would you do if you were here?”

“I’d be between your legs, licking you, one sexy lap at a time. Teasing your clit, using my hands to slowly tease you open, blowing cool air on that wet pussy of yours. Because you’re always wet for me.”

“Oh, I’m wet right now.”

“Play with your clit and think of it as my tongue. I want to hear you come.”

I had no idea how I was actually speaking or thinking right then because it was all I could do not to come immediately and fall in my shower.

“Prior!”

I could hear her coming, and that sent me over the edge. I shook, finishing myself off, and then I smiled.

“That’s one way to wake up in the morning.”

“It would have been better if it was your hand on me rather than mine. But we make do.”

I smiled, thinking about what I was going to give her later that day. It had nothing to do with my dick.

Okay, maybe a little bit had to do with my dick.

“You headed over here soon?” I asked, wondering why I sounded so needy. Oh, right, because I was.

“I have a few things to do around the house, and then I’ll be over. However, I will need something to eat. And not just your cock.”

I barked out a laugh, even as I finished washing my hair in cold water.

“Oh?”

“Yes, I will eat your cock. First, however, I’m going to need food. And it’s tough to hear you over the shower, so I’ll see you soon.”

“See you soon.”

She ended the call, and I couldn’t help but wonder why I had felt the urge to say something more after “see you soon.”

I love you?

Right, that’s what I wanted to say.

Hell.

I loved Paris.

Jesus Christ.

The water was only getting colder, so I rinsed out the product from my hair and turned off the water. I got out of the shower and grabbed my phone on the way.

I made sure that my phone was still dry, and then dried myself off, thinking about how quickly things had changed. And yet, maybe they hadn’t.

I had been waiting for a serious relationship, even if I hadn’t actively been looking for one. I had thought I had that with Allison. Only we were simply two people who occasionally saw each other and fucked once in a while. It was crude, not the nicest thing to say, but it was the truth.