Page 5 of Release
Chapter 3
SEBASTIAN looked at the time. It was almost one in the morning. That meant Alexandra could still be awake. She hadn’t been gone for a full twenty-four hours yet and he was already missing her. Having her around the past several days made him hopeful. Maybe they had a chance.
Not caring about how it would come across, he found her number in his cell phone contact list and dialed it into his cordless phone.
“Hello?” Alexandra answered.
“Hi. It’s Bash. Still up?”
“Hey. Yes.”
“How was your flight?”
“It was smooth sailing. I’m so glad you called, Bash. I was just about to go back to sleep.”
“Back to sleep?”
“Yes. Never mind it’s a long story. It’s got to be pretty late over there.”
“It’s close to one a.m.”
“How are you?”
“I’m good…I was thinking about you.”
Alexandra let out a sleepy moan. “You were?”
Sebastian turned and stretched out on his side as he spoke. “Yes.”
“Do you miss me yet?” she asked in a sultry voice.
“I sure do.”
“Me too…” she drifted off for a moment, then asked, “I wish you could be here…or I could be there.”
“Yeah?”
“Sure. That way I wouldn’t have to do what I’m doing right now.” Her voice was playful, husky. Sebastian could only imagine what she was up to.
“What’s that?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Tell me.”
“Well,” she said with a low, teasing giggle. “I’ve just put you on speakerphone…and I’m picturing you between my legs as I touch myself.”
“Fuck,” Sebastian groaned. That admission made him hard as a rock in no time. “You’re full of surprises aren’t you?”
“Only until you know how much I enjoy your hands on my body…and other parts of you too.”
Sebastian didn’t know how to reply. He was just glad she could be that open with him, and could send his mind and body reeling from hundreds of miles away.
“You there, Bash?” She called to him.
“Yes. I am. Tell me what you’re doing to yourself, Alexandra.” He reached a hand into his boxers and waited for her answer.
She moaned deeply and told him, “I’m imagining you feasting on me, baby. Sliding your tongue deep inside me…mmmm…tell me what you’d do to me, Bash. I miss your hands on me.”
