Page 115 of Scandalous

I hear some dishes in the background. She must be at work.

“That’s not acceptable. You should never feel lonely. Do you want me to call Liam? Get on a plane?”

I chuckle. “Liam is doing a street gig. I would love nothing more than to have you in my arms, but you have school and work, one of which you are neglecting right now.”

She huffs, “I’m on my break. Besides, they are cool here. Talk to me, Drake. I hate that you feel this way and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“It’s nothing you can solve. We are back in London, and I had some letters from my family waiting. Whenever they come around, it brings me down. I’ll get over it. I need a minute to process my feelings first.”

She hums.

“What if I send you something? Something of mine to keep you company until I can get back with you again?”

I smile. “You don’t have to do that.”

I hear her moving and then all the noise is gone. She’s quiet a moment more before she comes back on.

“Can you wait for a second?”

“Yeah,” I tell her.

I’d wait a lifetime for her. After several minutes, my phone dings with a text. I’m not willing to miss her though so I ignore it.

“All right. Go look at your text. The next time you’re lonely, I want you to go look at that photo. It’ll make you feel better.”

“What did you do?” I ask cautiously.

“You’ll see. Promise me that you won’t sit and stew in the sadness. When Liam gets back, I want you to fuck him or let him fuck you. Then I want a picture of the aftermath. Or hell, can we video it? You did promise I could watch.”

My dick twitches in my pants, coming to life.

“Fuck, you can’t talk like that. I’m getting hard.”

She giggles. “I still want my video chat later, but what I want you to do for me right now is to go look at that photo I sent. Then I want you to touch yourself while looking at it. Make yourself feel so good. Then send me a picture of your dick covered in your cum. Can you do that for me?”

“Jesus, watch what you say. People can hear you,” I warn her.

“I’m in my boss’s office. She’s not in today. No one can hear me.”

I shake my head, rubbing my mouth.

“All right, Beauty. You have yourself a deal.”

“Good. I miss you, D.”

“I miss you too.”

We hang up the phone and I take a moment to revel in the warmth I’m feeling. Just hearing her voice helped chase the lonely away.

When I open her message, I about drop the phone.

Standing in her waitress uniform, Aurora has unbuttoned it until her breasts are showing. Her bra is pulled down under them, showing me her pink nipples. That’s not the most surprising part.

Across her chest in ink, she wrote “Drake’s tits.”

My dick is throbbing in my pants at the sight. There’s something so primal about having my name on her body, claiming her. I know she’s not only mine, but in this moment she is.

So I do what she asked. I reach into my pants, stroking my dick. I keep my eyes on that picture until I fill my hand and shorts with cum.

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