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Fifty-Six

Henry

I’m in my hotel bed after the game when I dial up Jade. I’m one hour ahead of her, and that works in my favor tonight.

“Hello,” she whispers.

“Hey.”

“Good game. We watched.” I hear a door shut in the background. “I was just doing some cleaning.”

“You don’t have to clean my place,” I say, not wanting to put her out.

“We made a mess with the popcorn.”

I sit up to rest my back on the headboard. “Popcorn, huh?”

“That’s okay, right?” I hate hearing the worry in her voice.

“Yeah. He doesn’t have any allergies that I know about.”

“I didn’t even think to ask,” she mumbles—more to herself than me, I think. “You got my text with the snack? Apple and peanut butter.”

I push a hand through my hair. “Jade, you don’t have to send me pictures of what you’re feeding him. I just appreciate you doing this for me. It was a huge ask.”

She’s quiet again for a beat. I feel as though I’m saying all the wrong things in this situation.

“It really wasn’t.”

“You’re busy.” I try to clarify what I mean when I’m really just hiding my own insecurities about us and our future.

“It’s not a big deal. I’m just editing some pictures before putting them on my site. You know those ones I took in River North last weekend?”

“They were great. I hearted them on your Instagram.”

She laughs, and I’m glad to be off the Bodhi topic and on to other things. “My biggest fan.”

“Always.” My hand runs down to my dick, and I squeeze it because it’s already half hard from hearing Jade’s voice. “Where are you right now?”

“In your bedroom,” she says.

“In my bed?” I ask.

“Not yet.”

“Climb in.”

“Bossy.” I hear the rustling of the sheets and comforter.

“Settle in.”

“Your mattress is great. I can’t wait to sleep here tonight.” There’re more rustling sounds.

“It’s torture to know it’s your first time overnight in my bed, and I’m not lying next to you.” A ding alerts me that I have a text. I open it to find a picture of the empty side of the bed she’s in. “You’re rubbing it in? I hate being gone like this.” I sound sullen even to my own ears.

“You’ll be back before you know it. Now, Mr. Broody, where were you?”

“Oh yes.” I scooch down the bed and shed my boxer briefs, tossing them to the floor. “Are you naked?”

“No!” she whisper-shouts. “Your son is a room away.”

I chuckle. “So, you’ll never be naked with him in the house?”

“What if he comes in? I’ll just stay dressed.”

“Jade, there will be a time I’m in that bed next to you, and I would prefer you to be naked.”

“No, I mean, what if he heard us?”

I’ve never had sex with Bodhi in the condo, but eventually Jade will move into our place, and we’re going to have sex with him a few doors down.

“What are your plans right now?” I ask.

She doesn’t say anything other than a “hmm.”

“You were going to fake it?” No way she was going to pretend we were having phone sex and not actually be doing what she was saying.

“Well…”

“I demand that you slide your hand to that delicious pink pussy of yours.”

“Henry,” she says with little fight in her tone.

“Come on, let me get you wet with my words.” I grab my cock. “I’m stroking my cock imagining it’s your hand sinking under the waistband of my pajamas. I hope you’re bare.”

“We’re going to pretend I’m wearing some sexy silk pajamas set, okay?” She laughs.

I’d be cool if she’s wearing those flannel pants from that night she sneaked out. “Sure. But I’m naked already, so you can envision my fist around my hard cock.”

“Shit, you don’t mess around,” she says in a breathy tone that makes my dick twitch in my palm.

“Are your fingers on your clit?” I ask.

The fact that she’s in my house, taking care of my kid has had turned me on all damn day.

“Yeah.”

“You know what I love best about fucking you?” I slide my precum all over the tip of my dick.

“What?”

“I love how you tense when you think I’m about to touch you in a sensitive area. It’s only for a split second, but I fucking love it. And then the small moans you make when I finally touch you, like it’s your way of telling me you like it and want more. The way your eyes hood with lust, but the look in them as you stare at me.” I groan deep in my throat. “Like I’m your savior and the only man to ever get you off.”

“You know my body better than anyone.”

“I know, baby, and I want you to remember that right now. It’s my fingers on your clit. It’s my fingers gently circling and playing with it.”

“God, Henry.”

“I wish I was there so I could coat my finger with your taste, tease your opening, and let you grind your pussy onto my palm, taking what you want, using me as your toy to get off. I want to see the way your breathing increases, how your lips part a smidge, and your hands fist the sheets. I want your body writhing, fighting to keep your orgasm at bay because you want to experience what I’m giving you even longer.”

“Keep going,” she says.

My fist runs up and down my cock faster now that I’m picturing her getting off in my bed. I use my free hand to squeeze my heavy balls. “Just when I think you’re on the brink, I remove my hand.”

“What? No.”

I chuckle because her voice is so damn cute. “I lie down on my back and ask you to get on top of me. Taking the tip of my dick, I run it along your wet folds, pushing it against your clit. Your fingernails dig into my pecs, and I watch you get right back to where I left you with my hands on your pussy. God, you’re soaked, baby.”

“I am,” she confirms, and my fist moves faster along my shaft. “So wet.”

“Are you ready for me?”

“Yes.”

“Grab the base of my cock and guide me into your pussy.” I close my eyes, imagining she’s really on top of me, and it isn’t my hand but her pussy clenching my dick.

“Henry,” she says in the voice she uses when she’s about to come.

“Do you feel how much I stretch you, how perfect I am for you? Your pussy was made for my cock and my cock only.”

“Yes.”

“Ride me and let me see those tits bounce.”

“Oh shit.”

“Bend forward so I can suck on your nipple. They look too good not to have my mouth on them.”

“Fuck,” she says, panting.

I keep pumping as the tingling in the base of my spine starts. “You feel my tongue swirling around your hard nipple. I suck hard and use my teeth because I’m a crazed man, desperate to have all of you. I crave you. Your tits. Your pussy. Only you, Jade.”

“I’m coming!”

I increase my speed, closing my eyes and envisioning her when she comes apart around my cock. I explode at the same time she does, the two of us panting over the phone as we reach our climaxes.

A minute later, she sighs. “Shit, Henry, I think we could do a long-distance relationship if we had to. You’re so damn good at phone sex.”

I chuckle. “Glad to hear it, since I think it might have to be our thing during the season.”

“That was so good. I’m all tired now.”

“I love you,” I say, tired myself. Traveling always adds to my exhaustion.

“I love you too. You need to sleep.”

“Thanks again,” I say, not wanting to get off the phone with her, but she has to be up early to get Bodhi to school, and I have another day of travel tomorrow.

“You don’t have to thank me. Good night, Henry.”

“Good night,” I say, and we hang up.

I miss her as soon as I can’t hear her voice, and I almost pick up my phone again and say fuck our schedules, let’s talk all night like we used to when we were younger.

I’ve been genuinely happy these last three years with Bodhi, but adding Jade to our mix, I find myself finally believing that maybe I can have everything. The family I feel like I missed out on after my parents died and my hockey career.