Page 105 of Home Town Advantage
I get a photo of her hand down her shorts, but I can’t see anything else.
Me: Sullivan, show me that pretty pink pussy of yours. I want to see it glistening, weeping for me. I want to see your juices on your fingers. After you send the photo, I want you to stick your fingers in your mouth and tell me what you taste like.
I know her body. Right now, her nipples have hardened, and her cheeks are flushed. My dirty words always do it to her.
It takes a hot minute, but I get the photo I wanted. Her legs are spread wide and her fingers hover above her pussy, covered in the evidence of her arousal. It’s dirty, sexy, erotic, and perfect. I can almost taste it in my mouth.
My strokes on my cock become ferocious as I stare at the image before me. I grab the lotion next to me to help myself along.
Me: Tell me what it tastes like.
Sulley: Like she misses you.
Me: What do you miss?
Sulley: The python making me lose my mind.
Me: Tomorrow, when we celebrate, I’ll fuck you into a coma. For now, baby, I need you to come for me. Yell my name so loud I can hear it across the country.
Sulley:Come with me.
Me: I am. My hand doesn’t feel as good as your tight, slick pussy, but I’m using your lotion so I can smell you. That’s right, I took a bottle from your bathroom so I can smell your coconut scent when I’m not with you. I use it to stroke my cock all the time. I want your smell around me.
She doesn’t respond for a minute or two. I assume that means she’s enjoying herself.
A text finally arrives.
Sulley: I came.
I can’t help but smile. That was quick.
Me: Show me your face.
I receive a picture of her orgasm-flushed face. Her red lips are parted and swollen. Her eyes are closed, and there’s a satisfied smile on her face. It’s my favorite image in the world, and it sends me right over the edge as I shoot hot ropes of come all over my stomach.
Me: Fuck, that did it for me. I came too.
Sulley: Show me.
And I do.
I lookat my phone when we land. It’s after three in the morning. I’m sure the girls were out late celebrating but are home now. I know it’s late, but I just want my girl. I need her.
I get in my truck and head straight to Sulley’s house. Inotice the night security guard in his car out front, but I only wave from afar because I’m in a rush to see her. Keith is with her during the daytime. While it drives me nuts that she chose to have him over living with me, I don’t mind someone watching over her, and Keith keeps things very professional.
Using my key to get in, I walk straight to the bedroom door. She’s fast asleep in a McCaffrey jersey. It’s a style that we used to wear during my first two years in the league. She must have held onto that jersey for the past ten years. It makes me happy to know that even when she hated me, she didn’t throw it away.
I lean on the doorframe and stare at her soft features. I love her so much it hurts. Why can’t things be different? Why can’t they be easy? Will I ever stop paying for past decisions and be able to move forward as a happy man with a normal life?
She stirs and her eyes peel open before she croaks out, “Hey, handsome.”
“Hey, beautiful. I missed you.”
She gives me a sleepy smile. “You saw me three days ago.”
“Three days too long.”
“You talked me into sending pictures of me orgasming last night.” She throws her arms over her eyes. “I still can’t believe I did that.”
