FIVE
Brooke
When I got inside the apartment, I slammed the door and slid back up against it. Jocelyn looked up from the couch.
“What?” she asked.
“He was an asshole, but there’s something about him.”
“You know he’s just trying to bang you, right?”
“Why do you always have to be so crude? You’re ruining my mood.”
“I’m trying to look out for you. He’s fucked almost every girl on campus. Sure, he uses protection, but what about the emotional damage he’s doing?”
Fine, she had a point. So why when he was with me at dinner did he seem so…normal? Sure, there was tension, but the good kind. The kind that made me ache for more. But he was a player, I was a nerd. We would never work. And Jocelyn was right, I was just another conquest. He wasn’t really into me. But I wouldn’t mind imagining he was.
In my own private domain, I locked the door and undressed. Naked, I retrieved my Rabbit from my nightstand and slipped under the covers. Before turning it on, I lightly ran my fingers over my stomach then my breasts. My nipples hardened as I imagined Austin completely naked.
What would he look like hard? I pinched one nipple then the other as I imagined him laying on me and biting them.
Before I turned the toy on, I heard a buzzing noise. What the hell? My phone! I threw back the covers and dashed to grab it out of my pants pocket.
Out of breath, I answered with, “Hello?”
“Hey, Brooke. It’s me.”
“Oh, hey, Austin. How are you?”
“You just get done running a marathon or something? I dropped you off only a few minutes ago.”
“No, no…” I laughed. “It was me…I mean, I was…What are you doing? Do you need something?”
“I can let you go if you’re busy.”
“No, I’m not. I mean, I was, but…”
I sighed, taking a deep breath.
Why couldn’t I make sense when talking to him?
“Remember to breathe. I can’t bite you over the phone.”
“You know what? I’m an adult. You’re an adult. I was getting ready for bed.”
“Oh? Tell me more.”
“What do you do before bed?”
“That’s personal and private.”
“Can’t say that I wouldn’t like to know.”
“I’m sure you would.”
I crawled back into bed, accidentally sitting on the vibrator. It turned on, buzzing loudly.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“Um, nothing, it’s just…hold on.”
I dropped the phone on the mattress and fumbled to turn off the vibrator. When it finally died, I thought briefly about just hanging up on him and turning my phone off. Instead, I picked it up.
“Are you still there?” I asked, half-hoping he had hung up.
“I’m still here,” he said in a low, throaty voice. “What are you wearing right now?”
He didn’t waste any time, did he? Was he really interested? Or was I another notch in his bedpost like Jocelyn said?
I had to know.
“What are we doing Austin?”
“Talking, on the phone. People do it all the time.”
“People don’t usually ask me what I’m wearing when I talk on the phone.”
“You’re not talking to the right people then.”
I sighed.
“Brooke, we’re having fun. That’s all, no strings attached.”
For some reason, I was okay with that. I could have fun. Be fun. I could have a good time and let him go. Maybe I was supposed to be another notch on his bedpost. And maybe that was all either of us needed this to be.
For now.
“Ask me again.”
“What?”
“Ask me what I’m wearing.”
“What are you wearing, Brooke?”
“Nothing,” I whispered back. “My eyes are closed. I’m completely naked and under the covers.”
“If I were there with you, I would turn that back on and run it over your nipples, teasing them.”
“Mmmhmm,” I moaned.
My fingers moved between my legs as if they had minds of their own.
“Go on.”
“You have a toy there, don’t you? I’m running it lower, across your stomach. It’s still buzzing and vibrating so fast and furious.”
“Uh-huh.”
I rubbed faster, already so wet.
“When I run it across your pussy, I look up at your face.”
“Kiss me,” I hissed.
“I’m kissing you now and rubbing you with my fingers. You’re so wet. I slip my middle finger in your tight, wet pussy.”
“Yes, Austin…”
The sound of his name on my lips as I heard his sexy voice in my ear made me rub harder.
“I wouldn’t be able to stand-by and watch for long.”
“What would you do to me?”
“I’d crawl between your legs and look into your beautiful green eyes…”
“They’re hazel,” I interrupted, breathing heavily. “But go on.”
He chuckled then continued.
“I’d put my big dick inside you. Each time I thrust, it hits your g-spot perfectly.”
Is he touching himself now? That cock. I wanted it inside me.
“You like that?” he asked then moaned.
“Yesss…”
Dirty words were replaced with moans and groans for a minute or so.
“Say my name,” I begged.
“Oh, Brooke…”
“Yes…”
“I’m fucking you so hard.”
“Fuck me, Austin.”
He grunted. The primal sound pushed me over the edge.
“Yes, yes, yes…”
I stifled my cries, almost forgetting Jocelyn in the next room.
“So,” he said, trying to catch his breath. “That’s safe-sex, huh?”
I laughed, overwhelmed with joy, confusion, fear and other emotions without names.
“Oh my, I can’t believe we…”
“Shhh,” he said, cutting me off. “How do you feel about pizza on campus tomorrow night?”
“At Marticello's? You’re not ashamed of taking me there with all your friends?”
“I wouldn’t ask if I were ashamed of you in any way. Don’t you get it? You’re so damn hot, and smart.”
“Thanks,” I said. “I’ve just heard things about you.”
Why do I keep laying everything on the line with him?
“Yeah, I have a reputation, but I’m always safe. I work hard and play even harder.”
This was something, I don’t know what exactly this was, but I should go. “I’d love to have pizza with you tomorrow.”
“I’ll send you a text in the morning.”
“Do that,” I said. “And let’s keep this…”
“…a secret.”
Did he just finish my sentence?
“Goodnight, Austin.”
“Night, Brooke.”
I had no idea what had gotten into me. But if things with Austin were supposed to be fun and simple, seeing him two nights in a row was anything but.