Page 80 of The Change Up
Cody: Where’d you go, baby? Thinking about the last time I got you alone and naked? My tongue skimming across your creamy skin. Tasting your sweetness.
Trailing my fingers down my body, I lift my shirt exposing my panties before sliding underneath the material. My fingers skim through my lips as I feel how wet I am. I’m needy for his touch, and his dirty words are only fueling the fire that’s burning inside me.
Spreading my arousal, I coat my clit and begin rubbing soft circles building the sensation. With the hand that isn’t working myself, I type out a quick reply, letting him know what his words are doing to me.
Me: God, Cody. Your words.
Cody: Mmm, I can almost taste you from here. Is my girl touching herself? Using her favorite purple friend?
Cody: Go ahead, baby. Reach inside your drawer and grab your purple vibrator. Turn it on, and put it on your clit. Work yourself up, and imagine it’s for me.
Setting my phone aside, I do as he says and reach inside my drawer and grab my vibrator. Slipping my panties down, I kick them off as I spread my legs wide to give myself better access. With a click of a button, the soft whir of the vibrator fills the air as I bring it to my throbbing clit.
Me: Feels so good.
Cody: That’s my good girl. Slide up and down, spread those pretty lips, and coat yourself in your slickness.
The sounds of my moans and the vibrator fill the room as I work myself with my toy. The sensation in my lower belly builds, and I need more. Before I have a chance to set my phone down, it buzzes in my hand.
Cody: Now let’s have some more fun. Set the phone aside and play with those perfect nipples. Twist them, pull on them, pretend my lips are around you sucking and biting as you slide that vibrator inside that tight pussy of yours. Feel yourself suck the toy in as you fuck yourself.
Me: I could come from your words alone.
Cody: Good girl. Now set the phone down, and do as I say.
And that’s exactly what I do. His words elicit an electric shock through my body which only fuels my bravery. Slipping the vibrating toy inside me, I moan at the sensation. Adjusting the toy, I make sure the little attachment is still vibrating against my clit while it works me from the inside.
It feels so fucking good.
Since the room is dark, I test the confidence I’m feeling by lifting the phone in the air as I raise my shirt higher. With my other hand, I slip it underneath the threadbare material and work my pebbled peaks.
That feeling coils in my stomach, and I’m almost to the point of release. Clicking the button on my phone as I record myself getting off from his dirty words and my hands.
Arching my back, I pinch my nipple harder, squirming on my soft sheets. The feeling pushes my senses, and I’m there. With one final twist, I’m coming.
Screaming out my release, I slip my hand from my breast and move it toward my purple toy. I work the vibrating plastic as I ride out my orgasm. Chest heaving, breaths heavy, I come down from one of the best orgasms I’ve given myself. Hitting the camera button, I end the video and send it before I have a chance to talk myself out of it.
A few minutes pass as I clean myself up and crawl back underneath my covers. Plugging my phone into the charger, it buzzes on my nightstand. I smile at the two words on my screen.
Cody: Fuck. Me.
Me: Goodnight.
Rolling over, I fall asleep with a satiated smile on my face.
Waking up this morning, I’ve never been more eager to get back to CTU than I am right now. I’ve been wound up since last night’s late-night texting session with Chloe. Images of her sprawled out on her bed, chest heaving, her favorite purple toy between her legs, had me desperate to get home and taste that sweet pussy I haven’t been able to get out of my head. And that damn video she sent.Fuck me.
I never realized how hot it was to help get her off through words on a screen. The problem was I was unable to palm my rock-hard erection and rub one out with her. Hudson and I have grown very close over the years, but not close enough for me to jack off with him sleeping feet away.
Thankfully, he sleeps like the dead and had no idea what my thumbs were typing out to my girl miles away.
The bus pulls into campus later than we were expecting, which means half the team only has thirty minutes to get to the library for our mandatory weekly study tables. As much as mybed is calling my name, I’m behind on assignments, and with only three weeks of school left, I can’t risk falling behind.
Rushing down the steps and off the bus, I head toward the side of the bus where the equipment team is unloading bags.
Thirty minutes later, I’m freshly showered and rushing into the Benjamin Liberty Library to get to my study session on time. Each player has a mandatory study session at the library that works in their schedules. The university enforces it to make sure that all student athletes are getting their assignments done in between games.
It was hard to not drop to my bed that was calling my name and take a nice long nap. But the quicker I get this session over with, the quicker I can be getting to see my girl.
