“No. But you do have to swear not to tell anyone.”
Now I was intrigued. “Cross my heart.”
“We signed off on Art’s spring festival costume designs,” Link said conspiratorially, and he moved his phone away from his face, to point at his computer screen.
“I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to show me those.”
“You promised to keep it between us, and I trust you.”
Simple words. The kind of thing people tossed around without care. Considering the man he loved might lose his job for breaking company rules, and that I was on his company’smost hatedlist, because of the kind of information I’d shared in the past… My heart soared as I put the pieces together.
And my awe rose with it when he showed me the designs. One sexy, one tough, both in pastels and with the kind of details even real clothes didn’t have. “They’re gorgeous.”
“Next time you’re here, I’ll introduce you to Adrienne. I think you’d like her.” Link was back on screen,
Next time you’re here. We were making plans to meet again. “I’d love that.”
“I wish you were here now.” Like that, Link’s tone shifted to something deeper. Huskier.
“Me too.” So very desperately. I wanted to talk to him face to face, and cuddle with him, and feel his touch, and so much more. Though I couldn’t have any of that, I did have an idea. “What else would you do if I was there?”
Link seemed to consider my question. “I’d take you to see the lights downtown. We didn’t get to do that.”
“The glimpses I saw from the convention centerweregorgeous. I wouldn’t mind spending some more time there. What else?”
His chuckle was like skilled fingers gliding over me. “I can think of a lot of things I’d do to and with you, and only half of them involve clothes. What do you want to do next time you’re here?”
I wanted to feel closer to him, but I didn’t want to wait. Right now I’d give a hell of a lot to be wrapped up in him. Even if I couldn’t have it, maybe we could pretend. I fiddled with the bottom of my oversized sweatshirt, and embraced my boldness. “I like the sound of thatno clothesthing. I’d spend at least a day in bed with you, learning what you mean by that.”
“I’m not super creative as a rule.” Link grinned. “I can strip you down, devour your body, and fuck you until you’re sore, but I’ll need your help with the details.”
“If I help you with those kinds of details now, it’s going to turn me on, and without you here…” I let the playful suggestion blossom on its own. “I might have to take care of whatever resultingurgesI have on my own.”
“That sounds like a decent compromise, as long as I get to watch,” Link said.
I set my phone down a short distance away, propped up, and stripped off my top, leaving me in just my bra. “How’s that for a starting point?”
“I like where you’re going so far with this.” Link watched me attentively.
“What next?”
“This is your story. I’m along for the ride.”
I liked this so much. It was easy. Fun. Not the same as having him here, but pretty freaking good. “What do I get to see in return?”
“Hmm…” The camera shifted away from Link’s face and traveled down his body, to land on his crotch and the noticeable bulge he was stroking with one hand. “I’ll show you the same. You get to see what your voice and mind and sexy words do to me.”
“Show me.” Did I really say that?Yes.
He dragged his zipper down and freed his cock. I’d never been turned on by a dick pic in my life, but tonight, seeing him stroke his massive length, remembering how good he felt buried inside me as he stretched me out until it hurt…
Yup. I was completely turned on. “I’d love to have a taste, if I were there. Draw you into my mouth. Lick you like a lollipop.”
“I like that.” His voice was gravel. “One thing I wished I’d done more of with you was suck on your nipples. They remind me of bubblegum. I like bubblegum.”
I liked that visual. I stripped off my bra, leaving me topless and on display for his eyes only. Cupping my own breasts wasn’t the same as having him do it, but I knew now what his touch felt like, so I could imagine. I rolled my nipples between my fingers until they were red and puffy, and the ache between my legs pulsed so hard I’d have to give it attention soon.
“You know what else makes me think of cherries.” I winced as soon as the words were past my lips.