Page 52 of Our Unexpected Beginning
“Yes.”she confessed.
Graham smirked, the sight of her pleasuring herself while he watched sending him into a frenzy. “I’ll have to correct your manners when I get home,” he said, his voice dripping with promise. “With my belt.”
Julia closed her eyes and let out a sigh as she listened to his moans through the speaker. She could feel the heat building in her core, but Graham wasn’t done with her yet.
He tapped the screen, drawing her attention back to him. “Nuuh, eyes on me, baby,” he said sternly.
Julia quickly obeyed, her eyes fixed on the screen as Graham pleasured himself for her. “That’s my good girl,” he praised. “Now show me that pretty pussy.”
Eight
Julia
To her regret she put off going back to see her aunt, not wanting to get ambushed again. She hadn’t spoken to her mother aside from the text book ‘I’m sorry you took it the wrong way.’message.
“Aunt Elaine.”
“Juju, what’s wrong?”
“I need something from the house…from the other house.”
“What could you possibly need from there? Didn’t we get everything important you wanted after your brother died?”
“I didn’t know I wanted it until now.”
“Little girl, I can’t see well enough through this phone.”
“I want Grandma’s crib. I um, I need it.”
“Oh Julia!!! That’s wonderful news!”
Julia’s silhouette was even curvier than before. Her stomach rounded and wasn’t squishy anymore. Her breasts’ increasing sensitivity had become a point in their phone calls that Graham enjoyed most.
Eight and a half weeks since she’d seen Graham. The distance ate at her. The ache settled in her chest the more her belly grew. He was physically absent, but there in every way he could be. And to his credit he hadn’t missed a doctor’s appointment yet.
They followed the baby’s growth on an app they shared together. Sending each other articles and keeping strong the bond they were building.
“Where are your clothes?”
“They got shredded by the bear whose cock I was just bouncing on.”
Two and a half months is too long for them to be apart. Julia could only satisfy the ache to a degree. But her body craved him.
“You’re so fucking tight. You fit me so well.”
He’d infiltrated her dreams long after their heated phone calls ended. She’d woken up with her hands between her thighs, wishing it was him easing the hunger he caused.
“Fuck baby you look hot as hell in my shirt.”
“Bet it’d look better on the floor…”
“Jules, earth to Julia?”
“What? Oh, Sorry.”
“Where’d ya go?”
“N-nowhere.”
