Page 26 of Text Me A Kiss

“Hey Graham.” The beautiful, familiar laugh on the other end calmed me almost immediately, and I found that I could lean back without bouncing up and down like an impatient child.

“Hey, are you busy this weekend?”

“Never busy for you. Are you thinking of coming to the city?”

Her eagerness met with immediate and unexpected agreement from my groin. I shifted a little, trying to find a comfortable position. “I miss you.”

“Well, that wasn’t an answer, but I miss you too.” A pause. “Are you okay?”

Kady didn’t really talk about it, but I knew sometimes she worried about her graduation. I didn’t know exactly what went into graduating from Juilliard, but I doubted it was something as simple as passing your last final. She had enough to worry about. My near slip-up would just stay my little secret. We needed to talk about the shared secret of our relationship, but that could wait too.

“Yeah, I’m fine” was all I ended up saying. “Just had a long day.”

“I get that. I need to go to my Nutrition class, so will you answer my question? Are you thinking of coming here?”

“Yeah, tomorrow. I’m going to call and let my pilot know right after we hang up.”

Tomorrow was sudden, I knew. Kady didn’t question it. “Guess I’ll clean the house, then. But I really have to go. Text me?”

“Always, Kitten.” I listened until the gentle sound of her breathing disappeared into the silence of the ended call.Always,I texted her immediately, knowing that even if she didn’t have time to respond right now, she’d see it and smile.

And now I was smiling. I was smiling as widely as only Kitten could make me.

A quick glance at my schedule assured me that I’d handled everything for today that required my presence in this office. Everything else could be done from my laptop in my penthouse.

“Hi, Cara? I want to fly to Manhattan tomorrow. Are you available?” I shuffled my case around to my other hand and put the phone on speaker so I could text at the same time.

“I asked you for 48 hours advance warning,” Cara muttered in my ear, clicking away with a mouse and typing with rapid clicks. “This is like less than 24.”

“Sorry. This came up suddenly. And urgently,” I added.Can you bring my car around?I texted my driver.

“It’s always urgent with you. Yeah, I can fly. When are we coming back?”

“Sunday night or Monday morning. I’ll give you a little extra. Have some fun on me.”

“Mhm. Thanks, I guess. See you tomorrow. 4 pm?”

A departure time of 4 would get me to Manhattan by 6:30. I could live with that. “Sure.” Cara hung up before I could say thank you. What was with women hanging up on me today?

It took me until I’d made it back to my penthouse to answer that question—or anyway, to realize something. Had I ever hung up on Kitten? She’d always been the one to end the call, every time. If she hadn’t, I would have just sat there, waiting for her next words like a dog waiting for a command.

Next time I saw Mary, I’d have to thank her. Without her advice, I would never have met my Kitten.

Already, I couldn’t imagine a life without Kady. The thought of waking up beside any other woman made me feel physically sick, and I couldn’t—I wouldn’t—do anything to hurt her.

And god, I just missed her so much right now.

I tossed my clothes onto the bed and stepped into the shower. A chill had been following me all day, that kind of bone-deep cold that you couldn’t shake no matter how many layers you put on. The hot water steamed as it touched my skin and my fingers ached from the sudden change in temperature, but the chill didn’t quite leave me.

I needed Kady. I needed her warm body beside mine so I could pull her into my heart, where she belonged.

I looked down at my fully erect penis. Going from sex almost every night with different women to sex every couple weeks with a single, extraordinary woman might be exactly what my heart needed, but the rest of me….

I gripped the shaft of my needy length and started pumping. How hard could I get myself just on the memory of her wet pussy gripping my cock, contracting around me in pleasure and holding me inside her? If I let my imagination run rampant and closed my eyes, I could pretend the warm water that slicked my hands was her sweet juices coating my fingers and length with her desire.

Pleasure surged through me, igniting my body until I couldn’t feel the water against my skin. My fingers gripped hard and my hand moved faster. I could feel it building up inside of me, every bit of pent-up emotional and physical need to be near Kady.

My fingers stopped sliding along my full length and focused on the head. From base to head, I felt myself contract beneath my head and half-collapsed against the marble side of the shower as my eyes rolled up and my fluttering lids gave me split second flashes of the wall in front of me.

For a minute, I just breathed. Blinking water out of my eyes, I cupped my hands and tossed some water at the thick string of white cum inching down the side of the shower.

Maybe now I’d be able to relax. I needed to sleep, because the sooner I slept, the sooner I could wake up tomorrow.

Because I was going to see Kady tomorrow. And I couldn’t wait.