Sheets That Still Smell Like You
# The Morning Shift **Jenna: 8:47 AM** You left too early. **Nathan: 8:52 AM** Had to. Big meeting at nine. **Nathan: 8:52 AM** You're up early for a day off. **Jenna: 8:53 AM** Couldn't sleep. Kept tossing around in these sheets. **Je
Chapter 1
**Jenna: 8:47 AM**
You left too early.
**Nathan: 8:52 AM**
Had to. Big meeting at nine.
**Nathan: 8:52 AM**
You're up early for a day off.
**Jenna: 8:53 AM**
Couldn't sleep. Kept tossing around in these sheets.
**Jenna: 8:53 AM**
They still smell like you.
**Nathan: 8:54 AM**
Yeah? What does that make you think about?
**Jenna: 8:55 AM**
Your chest against my back this morning. The way your hand was resting on my hip when I pretended to still be asleep.
**Jenna: 8:56 AM**
And something else that was pressing against me.
**Nathan: 8:57 AM**
Careful. I'm in a room full of people waiting for this meeting to start.
**Jenna: 8:57 AM**
So you're hard at work then?
**Nathan: 8:58 AM**
I just adjusted my chair. Happy?
**Jenna: 8:58 AM**
Extremely.
**Nathan: 9:01 AM**
I gotta present in ten. What are you planning to do all day?
**Jenna: 9:02 AM**
I was going to fold laundry.
**Jenna: 9:02 AM**
But instead I'm lying here with my hand between my thighs.
**Nathan: 9:03 AM**
Jenna.
**Jenna: 9:03 AM**
What? You asked.
**Nathan: 9:04 AM**
You started this. Tell me exactly what you're doing.
**Jenna: 9:05 AM**
Wearing that old shirt of yours. The gray one. No panties.
**Jenna: 9:05 AM**
My fingers are just... tracing. Over my hips. Inner thighs. Not where I want them yet.
**Nathan: 9:06 AM**
Fuck. I'm trying to review my notes.
**Jenna: 9:06 AM**
Should I stop?
**Nathan: 9:07 AM**
No. Keep going.
**Jenna: 9:08 AM**
Okay. I'm thinking about when you got home last night. The way you looked at me from the kitchen doorway. Like you were already deciding how to take me.
**Jenna: 9:09 AM**
I wanted you then.
**Nathan: 9:09 AM**
I wanted you too. But you were already half asleep.
**Jenna: 9:10 AM**
I'm wide awake now.
**Nathan: 9:11 AM**
Slide those fingers lower.
**Jenna: 9:11 AM**
They're hovering. Just above. I can feel how wet I am without even touching.
**Nathan: 9:12 AM**
Show me.
**Jenna: 9:13 AM**
You'll have to come home for that.
**Nathan: 9:13 AM**
I'm leaving at noon. It's already on my calendar.
**Jenna: 9:14 AM**
Then I'll wait. Maybe.
**Nathan: 9:14 AM**
No. You won't. You're going to keep telling me everything while I sit here pretending to listen to quarterly projections.
**Jenna: 9:15 AM**
Mmm. Bossy. Fine. I'm spreading my legs a little wider. The shirt's bunched up around my waist. My middle finger just slipped between my lips—Oh God, you know the sound it makes when I'm like this.
**Nathan: 9:16 AM**
I can hear it from here.
**Jenna: 9:17 AM**
I'm so slick. I'm thinking about your tongue. Flat and slow from the bottom all the way up. You always make me wait for it.
**Nathan: 9:18 AM**
Because you beg so pretty when I do.
**Jenna: 9:18 AM**
I'm not begging. Yet.
**Nathan: 9:19 AM**
You will be. Touch your clit. Slow circles. Like I would with my thumb.
**Jenna: 9:20 AM**
Oh. Oh, that's—okay. I'm doing it. Slowly. It's making my hips lift off the bed.
**Jenna: 9:21 AM**
I keep thinking about your hands. How they cover my thighs completely. How you hold me open.
**Nathan: 9:22 AM**
Good girl. Keep those circles going. Don't stop.
**Jenna: 9:23 AM**
I won't. I'm so close. But I want it to last.
**Nathan: 9:23 AM**
Edge yourself. Pull back when it gets too tight.
**Jenna: 9:24 AM**
Fuck. I just did. My clit is throbbing. My whole body feels like a pulse.
**Nathan: 9:25 AM**
I'm canceling my afternoon. The L-shaped couch. Be on your knees when I walk in.
**Jenna: 9:26 AM**
I can do that. But Nathan?
**Nathan: 9:26 AM**
Yeah?
**Jenna: 9:27 AM**
When I'm on my knees, I'm pulling your belt off with my teeth.
**Nathan: 9:28 AM**
I'm already hard. This meeting can't end fast enough.
**Jenna: 9:29 AM**
Come home and finish what you started.
**Nathan: 9:30 AM**
What *you* started.
**Jenna: 9:30 AM**
We'll call it a team effort. Now go impress the suits. I'll be here. Waiting. Still not done with myself.
**Nathan: 9:31 AM**
Don't you dare cum before I get there.
**Jenna: 9:32 AM**
No promises. 🙃
**Nathan: 9:33 AM**
Brat.
**Jenna: 9:33 AM**
Your brat. Drive safe. ❤️
**Nathan: 9:34 AM**
I'll text when I'm in the car. Stay wet.
**Jenna: 9:35 AM**
Always for you.
Chapter 2
**Nathan: 10:17 AM**
Fuck. Meeting ran long and now Peterson just dropped a crisis on my desk. Client's whole campaign is fucked. I can't leave until at least 3.
**Jenna: 10:18 AM**
No. No no no.
**Jenna: 10:18 AM**
I've been here for over an hour with my hand between my legs, Nathan.
**Nathan: 10:19 AM**
I know. I'm sitting here with a hard-on that won't quit and five people in my office. You think I want this?
**Jenna: 10:20 AM**
Okay. Okay. We'll just… keep going. I'm not stopping.
**Nathan: 10:20 AM**
You still wet?
**Jenna: 10:21 AM**
My inner thighs are slick. I've got two fingers inside myself and they're just… soaked. I can smell myself.
**Nathan: 10:22 AM**
Jesus. Let me get the door closed. One sec.
**Nathan: 10:24 AM**
Okay. I'm pretending to review contracts. Tell me what you look like right now.
**Jenna: 10:25 AM**
Your shirt is pushed up to my collarbone. I'm on my knees on the bed, legs spread wide, looking down at my own pussy. My clit is so swollen it's peeking out from my lips,
Chapter 3
**Jenna: 10:31 AM**
I'm looking down at myself right now. My clit is so swollen it's pushing out from between my lips. I've never seen myself this wet. There's a damp spot on the sheets beneath me.
**Nathan: 10:32 AM**
Fuck. Describe exactly what you're doing. Don't leave anything out.
**Jenna: 10:33 AM**
I'm lowering myself onto my back. The shirt is bunched under my chin. My knees are bent and falling open. I'm starting with two fingers, just dipping them inside. The sound it makes is obscene.
**Nathan: 10:34 AM**
How deep?
**Jenna: 10:34 AM**
To the second knuckle. I'm curling them forward, finding that rough spot inside. My hips are already rolling.
**Nathan: 10:35 AM**
Good. Now add a third finger.
**Jenna: 10:36 AM**
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Three is tight. I can feel myself stretching. My other hand is on my clit, just pressing down with my palm while I fuck myself with my fingers.
**Nathan: 10:37 AM**
You look incredible in my head right now. Are your eyes closed?
**Jenna: 10:37 AM**
Yes. I'm picturing you standing in the doorway, watching me. Your belt already undone. Your cock in your hand.
**Nathan: 10:38 AM**
I'm hard just reading this. My assistant almost walked in. Keep going.
**Jenna: 10:39 AM**
I'm pulling my fingers out and they're glistening. There's a string of wetness connecting them to my pussy. I'm spreading it around my clit, making everything slick. Now I'm rubbing in tight circles the way you do with your thumb.
**Nathan: 10:40 AM**
Faster. I want to hear you panting through these messages.
**Jenna: 10:41 AM**
I can't type fast enough. My hips are lifting off the bed. I'm fucking my hand and my clit is throbbing. I'm saying your name out loud to an empty room.
**Nathan: 10:42 AM**
Say it again.
**Jenna: 10:42 AM**
Nathan. Nathan. I'm right there. My thighs are shaking. I'm going to come. Please tell me I can come.
**Nathan: 10:43 AM**
Come for me. Now.
**Jenna: 10:44 AM**
Oh God I'm coming I'm coming it's rolling through me my pussy is clenching around my fingers my clit is pulsing I can't stop shaking oh fuck Nathan it's still going
**Nathan: 10:45 AM**
Good girl. That's my good girl. Breathe. I've got you.
**Jenna: 10:47 AM**
I'm just lying here. My fingers are still inside me, just resting. My heart is pounding. The sheets are soaked.
**Nathan: 10:48 AM**
I'm so hard it hurts. You have no idea what you do to me.
**Jenna: 10:49 AM**
I want your cock in my mouth. I want to taste myself on you.
**Nathan: 10:50 AM**
Three more hours. Maybe less if I can dump this on someone else.
**Jenna: 10:51 AM**
Don't rush. I'm not done with myself yet. I'm just getting started.
Chapter 4
**Jenna: 10:52 AM**
Okay. I'm back. Had to catch my breath for a minute.
**Nathan: 10:53 AM**
Take your time. I'm still trapped in this conference room. Peterson won't stop talking.
**Jenna: 10:54 AM**
Poor baby. Want me to tell you what I'm doing now?
**Nathan: 10:54 AM**
Always.
**Jenna: 10:55 AM**
I'm walking to the kitchen. Your shirt is hanging off one shoulder. I can feel the air on my wet thighs with every step. Not bothering to clean up.
**Nathan: 10:56 AM**
I love knowing you're walking around like that. Dripping. What are you getting in the kitchen?
**Jenna: 10:57 AM**
Water. I'm so thirsty. Watching the glass fill up and thinking about your cock instead.
**Jenna: 10:58 AM**
Remember last weekend? When you came home from the gym and found me in the shower?
**Nathan: 10:59 AM**
Yeah. I remember you on your knees before I even got my shorts off. Water everywhere.
**Jenna: 11:00 AM**
I'm leaning against the counter now. The cold edge is pressing against my bare ass. My pussy is still so sensitive. Just the pressure of leaning forward is making my clit throb.
**Nathan: 11:01 AM**
Spread your legs a little. Let the cool air hit you.
**Jenna: 11:02 AM**
Already did. My thighs are sticky. I can see my reflection in the microwave door—flushed cheeks, messy hair, your shirt barely covering my tits.
**Nathan: 11:03 AM**
I'm picturing you bent over that counter. Hands flat on the marble. Ass in the air.
**Jenna: 11:04 AM**
Mmm. Like that time you fucked me while the pasta boiled over?
**Nathan: 11:04 AM**
Exactly like that. I didn't give a shit about the pasta.
**Jenna: 11:05 AM**
I'm trailing my fingers down my stomach now. Over my hip bones. Through the little patch of hair above my pussy. Everything is still so slick from before.
**Nathan: 11:06 AM**
You're killing me. I just had to shift in my chair and pretend I was adjusting my tie.
**Jenna: 11:07 AM**
Good. I hope you're hard. I hope it's pressing against your zipper and you can't think about anything else.
**Jenna: 11:08 AM**
I'm walking back to the bedroom now. Bringing the water with me. My nipples are hard from the cold kitchen air. They're rubbing against the inside of your shirt.
**Nathan: 11:09 AM**
Lie down. Tell me where your hands are.
**Jenna: 11:10 AM**
One hand is holding my phone. The other is cupping my breast through the shirt. My thumb is circling my nipple. Slow. Lazy. Like how you do when you're just enjoying the weight of them.
**Nathan: 11:11 AM**
I love your tits. The way they fill my hands. The sounds you make when I suck on your nipples.
**Jenna: 11:12 AM**
I'm pinching now. Harder. Imagining your mouth. Your beard scratching my skin. Your tongue flicking fast while I arch into you.
**Jenna: 11:13 AM**
My other hand is sliding down again. Between my legs. I'm so wet still. Everything is hot and swollen and ready.
**Nathan: 11:14 AM**
How many fingers?
**Jenna: 11:14 AM**
Two. Slipping inside so easily. No resistance. Just heat and slick and my pussy clenching around them like it's trying to pull them deeper.
Chapter 5
**Nathan: 11:22 AM**
I just stepped into the stairwell. Had to get out of that room before I did something stupid like text you a voice note.
**Jenna: 11:23 AM**
Oh no, would that have been terrible? You breathing all heavy into your phone while Peterson drones on about ad spend?
**Nathan: 11:23 AM**
I'd never hear the end of it. What are you doing now?
**Jenna: 11:24 AM**
Lying on the bed still. Your shirt is twisted around my waist. My thighs are slick and I can't stop touching myself. Every time I think I'm done, I think about your hands and it starts all over again.
**Nathan: 11:25 AM**
Fuck. I'm leaning against the concrete wall down here. My cock is so hard it's pressing against my zipper and I can't adjust it because people keep walking by.
**Jenna: 11:26 AM**
Poor baby. Want me to kiss it better when you get home?
**Nathan: 11:26 AM**
I want you to do a lot more than kiss it.
**Jenna: 11:27 AM**
Tell me.
**Nathan: 11:28 AM**
I'm going to walk in and find you on that couch like I said. Knees spread on the cushion, your hands behind your back. And I'm not going to say a word. Just unbuckle my belt slow so you can hear the leather slide.
**Jenna: 11:29 AM**
Oh fuck. Then what?
**Nathan: 11:29 AM**
Then I'm going to run my thumb over your bottom lip until you open your mouth. And you're going to look up at me while I feed you my cock. Slow at first. Let you taste how hard I've been all day.
**Jenna: 11:30 AM**
I'm already drooling. I can practically feel you on my tongue—that thick ridge, the way you hit the back of my throat and hold there just to hear me gag.
**Nathan: 11:31 AM**
You take it so good. My fingers in your hair, not pulling, just resting. Letting you set the pace until you get greedy.
**Jenna: 11:32 AM**
I'm always greedy for you. I want to feel you swell in my mouth. I want you to use my throat while I play with myself on that couch.
**Nathan: 11:33 AM**
You'll be soaked by then. Dripping onto the cushion. I'm going to pull out and flip you over before you can even catch your breath.
**Jenna: 11:34 AM**
And then?
**Nathan: 11:34 AM**
Then I'm going to spank that pretty ass until your skin is pink and you're begging for my cock. Not one finger inside you first. I want you empty and aching and clenching around nothing while I line myself up.
**Jenna: 11:35 AM**
Nathan. Jesus. I have my fingers inside myself right now and I'm not even moving them. Just squeezing. Pretending it's you, thick and hot splitting me open.
**Nathan: 11:36 AM**
That's it. Keep squeezing. Get yourself close but don't you dare finish again.
**Jenna: 11:37 AM**
I won't. Not until you're here. Not until I come on your cock with your hand around my throat and your mouth on my shoulder.
**Nathan: 11:38 AM**
That's my girl. I've got to go back up. But I want you to stay right there. Fingers inside. Thinking about me.
**Jenna: 11:39 AM**
I'm not moving. Except my hips. They're rolling against my hand and I'm panting into the pillow. The sheets are sticking to my ass.
**Nathan: 11:40 AM**
Good. Suffer for me. I'll text you when I hit the elevator.
**Jenna: 11:41 AM**
Hurry. 😮💨
Chapter 6
**Jenna: 11:47 AM**
I couldn't wait anymore. I got my vibrator from the nightstand drawer. The good one—the one with the curved tip and the steady pulse setting that makes my legs shake.
**Jenna: 11:48 AM**
I'm lying on my stomach now, your shirt still bunched above my hips, and I've got it pressed flat against my pussy. Just resting there on the lowest setting while I think about your voice telling me to suffer.
**Jenna: 11:49 AM**
I'm already so wet it's dripping down the inside of my thighs. I can smell myself on the sheets. God, I wish you could smell me right now.
**Nathan: 11:53 AM**
I keep rereading that. My hands are sweating. I'm in the back row pretending to take notes and all I've written is your name.
**Jenna: 11:54 AM**
Are you hard thinking about me face down on our bed with a vibrator between my legs?
**Nathan: 11:56 AM**
Harder than I've been in weeks. I can't even cross my legs properly without it aching. Just reading your texts is making me leak.
**Jenna: 11:57 AM**
Good. I want you to feel it building with nowhere to put it, same as me. Except I do have somewhere to put it. I'm turning the vibration up now, sliding the tip through my lips, spreading how wet I am from my hole up over my clit.
**Jenna: 11:58 AM**
Oh fuck, that's so good. It's buzzing right against that spot where you always press your thumb when you want me to lose control. My hips just bucked off the bed.
**Nathan: 12:03 PM**
Sorry. Someone asked a question. I had to stare at a graph while my cock throbbed against my fucking zipper. What are you doing now?
**Jenna: 12:04 PM**
Circling. Slow. The vibrator is slick from how wet I am, and it keeps sliding. I'm spreading my legs wider, gripping the sheets. I keep picturing you in that meeting, all buttoned up and proper, while I'm back here making a mess of our bed.
**Jenna: 12:05 PM**
I'm thinking about the last time you used this on me. Do you remember? You held it against my clit while you fucked me from behind. I came so hard I saw stars and then you kept going until I cried.
**Nathan: 12:08 PM**
I remember. You were so tight I could barely pull out. You kept clenching and saying my name like a prayer.
**Jenna: 12:09 PM**
I want that again. I want you to fuck me until I can't think. Until the only word I know is your name.
**Jenna: 12:10 PM**
I'm pressing the toy harder now, right on my clit. The vibration is deep and steady and my thighs are trembling. My shoulders are trembling. I think I'm going to come.
**Nathan: 12:12 PM**
Do it. Come for me. Let me know how it feels.
**Jenna: 12:14 PM**
Oh my god, Nathan, I'm coming. It's so intense, my whole body is shaking. I can hear how wet I am, and I can't stop the noises. I'm grinding against the toy, and it's like your tongue is on me, flat and rough and perfect.
**Jenna: 12:15 PM**
I just soaked through to the mattress. My legs are still twitching. Fuck. I needed that so badly.
**Nathan: 12:19 PM**
You should see me right now. I've got my laptop angled on my knees and I'm trying not to breathe too hard. You're going to be the death of me.
**Jenna: 12:20 PM**
I hope so. But I'm not done. Not even close.
**Jenna: 12:21 PM**
The vibrator is still on. I'm sliding it inside myself now, slow, so I can feel every ridge and curve. It's not you. It's not thick enough, doesn't stretch me the way your cock does. But it's something.
**Nathan: 12:24 PM**
Fuck, Jenna. I just had to step into the hallway outside the conference room. I'm leaning against the wall and I can feel my pulse in my cock. Describe it to me. Exactly.
**Jenna: 12:25 PM**
I'm on my back now. Legs bent, feet on the bed. The toy is inside me maybe three inches, and I'm rocking my hips up to meet it. My other hand is on my clit, rubbing fast little circles. I'm so wet I can hear every thrust.
**Jenna: 12:26 PM**
My tits are out. The shirt is pushed up all the way, and I'm pinching my nipple hard enough to hurt. I'm thinking about your mouth on me, your beard scratching my skin while you suck.
**Nathan: 12:31 PM**
I'm losing my mind. I can't go back in there like this.
**Jenna: 12:32 PM**
Then don't. Stay out there and touch yourself. Think about me on the bed, legs spread, two fingers inside my pussy along with the toy. Stretching myself for you.
**Jenna: 12:33 PM**
I'm going to come again. It's building up from my toes, this hot, tight feeling low in my belly. My thighs are clenching. My pussy is clenching around the vibrator and my fingers.
**Nathan: 12:36 PM**
I'm hard as a rock. I've got my hand over my cock through my trousers, just pressing down, trying to ease the ache.
**Jenna: 12:37 PM**
I'm right there, Nathan. I'm so close. I'm picturing you watching me, seeing how desperate I am, how my whole body is flushed and shaking. I want you to see how well I fuck myself for you.
**Jenna: 12:39 PM**
I'm coming again. It's deeper this time, like a wave pulling me under. I'm crying out your name into the pillow, and my hips are arching off the bed. My pussy is squeezing so hard around the toy it hurts.
**Jenna: 12:40 PM**
I can't stop. I'm still coming. My skin is on fire, and I can feel it in my teeth, in my hair. Oh god, Nathan, I need you inside me so fucking badly.
**Nathan: 12:45 PM**
I'm not going to survive this meeting. I want to smell you on my fingers. I want to taste you. I want to be so deep inside you that you forget your own name.
**Jenna: 12:46 PM**
Then get through this meeting. Do your presentation. And when you walk through that door at 3pm, I'll be waiting on the couch on my knees like I promised.
**Jenna: 12:47 PM**
But I'm not putting the toy away. I'm going to keep it on the lowest setting, sitting against my clit, until I hear your keys in the lock.
**Nathan: 12:52 PM**
You're going to be a soaked, desperate mess. I'm going to bend you over the back of that couch and fuck you so hard the neighbors hear you scream.
**Jenna: 12:53 PM**
Promise?
**Nathan: 12:58 PM**
I promise. Now let me go pretend to care about spreadsheets for two more hours while my balls ache and my brain replays every word you've sent me.
**Jenna: 12:59 PM**
I'll text you when I get too close again. Just so you don't forget what's waiting for you.
**Nathan: 1:01 PM**
You're evil.
**Jenna: 1:02 PM**
I'm yours. 😘
Chapter 7
**Nathan: 1:15 PM**
I've been sitting here for twenty minutes reconstructing exactly how I'm going to take you apart. Want to hear it?
**Jenna: 1:16 PM**
Yes. Every detail.
**Nathan: 1:17 PM**
The door won't even be closed before I've got you bent over the back of that couch. I'm going to flip your shirt up over your hips and find you dripping wet, exactly like you promised. My belt comes off first—I'll wrap it around my fist once, let you hear the leather creak, then drop it on the floor.
**Nathan: 1:19 PM**
I won't bother pulling your shirt off. I'll just push it up higher, bunch it between your shoulder blades so I can see the ink on your back while I run my hands down your spine. I'll grab your hips hard enough to leave fingerprint bruises. You know the ones—purple by morning, fading to yellow by Wednesday. You always press on them in the shower.
**Jenna: 1:21 PM**
I do. I touch them and remember exactly how it felt when you put them there.
**Nathan: 1:23 PM**
Good. Because I'm going to spread your legs wide with my knee, and then I'm going to just look at you for a minute. Bent over, soaked, your pussy swollen from that toy you've been teasing yourself with all day. I want to see how wet you are before I even touch you. I want to see you clench around nothing, desperate for anything.
**Jenna: 1:25 PM**
Nathan... the toy is still on. Lowest setting. It's been buzzing against my clit since you started typing. I'm so sensitive I can barely breathe.
**Nathan: 1:27 PM**
Fuck. Okay. So when I spread you open, you're going to be trembling. I'll drag two fingers through your lips, just to feel how slick you are, and then I'll push them inside you. Slow at first. I want to feel every ridge, every clench of your pussy trying to pull me deeper.
**Nathan: 1:29 PM**
But I won't give you my cock yet. I'm going to fuck you with my fingers until you're begging. I'll curl them forward, find that rough spot inside you, and press. You'll try to push back against my hand, but I'll hold your hip still with my other hand. You'll take what I give you, nothing more.
**Nathan: 1:31 PM**
When you're so close your thighs are shaking, I'll pull my fingers out and lick them clean. Let you hear how much I love the taste of you. Then I'll line up my cock and push just the head in. Just that. Stop. Make you feel how thick I am, how much I'm going to stretch you, without giving you anything to move against.
**Jenna: 1:33 PM**
Oh my god. I just turned the vibrator up. I couldn't help it. I'm so close already. Your words are doing things to me.
**Nathan: 1:35 PM**
Good. Feel it. I want you right on the edge while I tell you the rest. Because after I make you wait, I'm going to grab your hips with both hands and drive into you in one stroke. All the way. Your ass will smack against my stomach and you'll scream into the couch cushions. I'll fuck you hard and deep, no mercy, exactly how you need it after all this waiting.
**Nathan: 1:37 PM**
I'll reach around and press my thumb against your clit while I pound into you. You'll be so tight, so wet, I'll feel you start to flutter around my cock. That's when I'll lean over your back, get my mouth next to your ear, and tell you to come for me. Right then. On my cock, screaming, while I fuck you through every wave.
**Nathan: 1:39 PM**
And I won't stop. I'll keep going until you come again, and again, until you're a sobbing mess on the couch cushions. Then I'll pull out, flip you over, and lick your clit until you come one more time, just because I can.
**Jenna: 1:41 PM**
Nathan. I'm coming. Right now. Oh fuck, I can't stop it—the toy slipped and I pressed it harder, picturing your cock, feeling your hands, and I'm squirting, I'm actually soaking the sheets, it's everywhere, my thighs are drenched, the mattress is soaked, I can hear it splashing and I can't stop moaning your name—
**Jenna: 1:43 PM**
I'm still shaking. That was... I've never done that before. Not from words alone. You did that to me from across the city.
**Nathan: 1:45 PM**
You're incredible. Look at the mess you made for me. I'm proud of you. So fucking proud.
**Nathan: 1:46 PM**
I just looked at the clock. A little over an hour left. When I get home, I'm going to lick every drop of that off your thighs before I do anything else. Stay right there. Don't you dare clean up.
**Jenna: 1:48 PM**
I won't. I'll be right here, in our soaked sheets, waiting for you. Hurry home.
Chapter 8
**Jenna: 2:47 PM**
This hour is crawling. Every minute feels like ten. I need your hands on me.
**Jenna: 2:47 PM**
[IMAGE: A close-up of her inner thighs, slick and shiny, the tip of her vibrator resting against her still-swollen clit, the sheets beneath her visibly soaked.]
**Jenna: 2:48 PM**
How's your day going? Ready to leave yet?
**Nathan: 2:49 PM**
Holy fuck. I just locked my office door. You're still dripping. My pants are fucking tight.
**Nathan: 2:49 PM**
Day's over. I'm packing up right now. Are you still playing with yourself?
**Jenna: 2:50 PM**
I can't stop. I keep running my fingers through the mess you made me make. It's everywhere—my thighs, the sheets, my belly.
**Nathan: 2:51 PM**
Show me those fingers. I want to see them coated in you.
**Jenna: 2:52 PM**
[IMAGE: Two fingers, thick with her slick, held up against the gray shirt bunched around her tits. Her nipples are hard points through the fabric, her lips parted.]
**Jenna: 2:52 PM**
They taste like I imagine your cock would. Salty and mine.
**Nathan: 2:53 PM**
Keep them wet. Don't lick them clean. I'm going to suck every drop off when I get there.
**Nathan: 2:54 PM**
I'm walking to my car. My cock is pressed against my zipper so hard it aches. You did this.
**Jenna: 2:55 PM**
Show me. I want to see what I'm getting on my knees for. Send me a picture, Nathan.
**Nathan: 2:56 PM**
[IMAGE: A downward angle of his dress pants, the thick ridge of his erection bulging obscenely, his belt unbuckled, his hand gripping the base through the fabric.]
**Nathan: 2:56 PM**
This is what your texts do to me. I'm going to wreck you the second I walk through that door.
**Jenna: 2:57 PM**
Fuck. I just pressed the toy back against my clit—not on, just the pressure. My hips are rocking against it. I'm so sensitive I can barely breathe.
**Nathan: 2:58 PM**
Don't you dare cum again. That's mine. I'm in the car. Twenty minutes. You're going to be on your knees, ass up, face buried in that couch cushion, and I'm going to lick you from your clit to your asshole before I even unbuckle my belt.
**Jenna: 2:59 PM**
I'm already moving. The shirt's off. I'm completely naked, kneeling on the couch, facing the door. My pussy is dripping onto the cushion. I can feel it running down my inner thighs.
**Nathan: 3:00 PM**
Don't move. Don't touch yourself. Just stay like that—wet and waiting. I'll be there in fifteen minutes.
**Jenna: 3:01 PM**
Hurry. I'm aching. The door's unlocked. I'll hear your car and I'll start shaking before you even touch me.
Chapter 9
Jenna's fingers trembled against her phone screen, the seconds ticking down on the clock app she'd been watching like a hawk. Nathan said fifteen minutes. She'd set a timer. Thirteen minutes and forty seconds left.
She repositioned on the L-shaped couch, knees pressed into the cushion, ass raised just like he'd ordered. Her pussy was dripping, a slick trail running down her inner thigh, pooling on the dark fabric beneath her. She could smell herself—musky and salty and desperate.
Twelve minutes.
She reached for the vibrator, the one still slick from earlier, and pressed it against her clit without turning it on. Just the pressure. Just the weight. Her hips rocked forward involuntarily, a ragged gasp escaping her lips.
"Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. "Nathan..."
Eleven minutes.
She couldn't wait. She turned the vibrator on low, the gentle hum buzzing against her swollen flesh. Her whole body jerked. She was so sensitive, so fucking ready, every nerve ending screaming for release. She'd been edging herself for hours, following his commands, holding back, holding back, holding back—
Ten minutes.
She cranked the vibrator higher. Her thighs started shaking. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. She was going to come. She was going to come right now, right before he walked through that door, and he'd find her like this—spasming, gushing, a fucking mess on the couch.
The thought pushed her over.
The orgasm hit like a freight train. Her back arched, her pussy clenched around nothing, and she squirted—harder than before, a gush of fluid soaking the couch cushion, splashing against her thighs. The vibrator slipped from her fingers, clattering onto the hardwood floor, still buzzing.
She didn't hear the door open.
She didn't hear Nathan cross the room.
But she felt his mouth.
Before the last wave of her climax subsided, his tongue was on her—flat and wide, licking from her clit to her soaked opening, drinking her down. His beard scraped her inner thighs. His hands gripped her ass, spreading her wider, holding her open as she convulsed against his face.
"Nathan—oh fuck—I didn't—"
He didn't answer. He just groaned into her pussy, the vibration of his voice sending another shockwave through her oversensitive flesh. His tongue pushed inside her, lapping up everything she'd given him, greedy and rough.
"Jesus Christ," she gasped, her arms giving out, face pressed into the couch cushion. "You're—you're actually—"
He pulled back just enough to speak, his lips still brushing her clit. "I told you not to come." His voice was dark, gravelly. "Didn't I?"
Chapter 10
Nathan pulled back just enough to speak, his lips still brushing her clit. "I told you not to come." His voice was dark, gravelly. "Didn't I?"
Jenna whimpered into the couch cushion, her thighs still trembling. "I couldn't—fuck, Nathan, I tried—"
"Shh." He straightened up behind her, one hand still gripping her ass, the other finding the back of her neck. Not squeezing. Just holding. Grounding her. "I've got one question for you."
She turned her head, cheek pressed to the damp fabric, trying to catch his expression. His jaw was tight. His eyes were soft.
"Do you know I love you?" he asked quietly. "Do you know I respect you?"
The question cut through the haze of her oversensitive nerves. She blinked up at him, breath still ragged. "Yes."
"I mean it, Jenna. Do you *know* it?"
"Yes," she said again, stronger this time. "Of course I know."
He nodded slowly. "Good." His hand left her neck.
The crack of his palm against her ass was sharp and sudden, the sound bouncing off the walls before the sting even registered. Jenna gasped, her hips jerking forward.
"Because it's about to look like I don't," he finished, his voice dropping an octave. His handprint bloomed hot and red on her skin.
She moaned into the cushion, a fresh gush of wetness slicking her thighs. "Oh God—again. Please."
"Look at you." His fingers traced the heated mark, feather-light against the sting. "Already begging for more."
Chapter 11
His fingers left the heated mark on her ass and slid lower, two of them pressing flat against her from behind, not entering—just resting there, feeling how slick she was. "Christ, Jenna. You're dripping onto my hand."
She pushed back against him, needy. "You told me to stay wet."
"I did." He dragged his fingers up through her folds, then circled her clit with a slow, possessive pressure. "And you listened. For once."
Her laugh caught in her throat, turning into a ragged moan. "I always listen... eventually."
He sank two fingers inside her without warning, curling them forward and stroking that rough little spot that made her knees slide wider. "You come when I tell you not to, and you call that listening?"
Jenna's forehead pressed into the couch arm. "I said I was sorry—oh God, right there."
"Mm." He added a third finger, stretching her, his other hand gripping her hip to keep her from fucking back onto his hand too fast. "Say it again."
"I'm sorry," she gasped, voice cracking. "I'm sorry I came without you."
He pulled his fingers out slowly, watching the way her body chased them, then smacked her ass again—harder this time, directly over the first mark. She yelped, then moaned, her whole body shuddering.
"On your back," he ordered. "I want to watch your face while I taste you."
She turned, sprawling against the cushions, chest heaving. The old gray shirt was long gone. Her skin gleamed with sweat. She looked ruined already, and he hadn't even started.
He knelt between her thighs and hooked her legs over his shoulders, dragging her down until she was open and exposed. "Now I'm going to do everything I promised," he said, voice low and certain. "And you're going to take it."
His mouth found her clit, tongue flat and hot, lapping up the mess she'd made. She bucked, but he pinned her hips with both arms, keeping her still for every slow, deliberate stroke. He switched between sucking and flicking, reading every gasp and curse she let slip. When two fingers slipped back inside her and hooked upward, she grabbed his hair and screamed his name into the quiet room.
He hummed against her, savoring the taste of her, the way her body tightened around his fingers. "I can feel how close you are," he murmured, lips still brushing her clit. "But you don't come. Not until I'm inside you."
Jenna's nails scraped his scalp, her thighs trembling around his ears. "Then get inside me. Please. I need you."
"Soon." He licked a long, slow stripe from the base of her pussy to her clit and held her there, trembling on the edge, as his fingers continued their relentless rhythm. He wanted her desperate—and she was getting there fast.
Chapter 12
His mouth latched onto her clit again—a sudden suck that tore a scream from her throat. She bucked hard against his face, but his arms locked her thighs wide open against the cushions.
"That's one," he growled into her slick heat as the first climax ripped through her. She spasmed around nothing but air while his tongue never paused—just kept lapping through every shudder until she stopped shaking long enough for him to build the next one.
"You're not done." Two fingers hooked inside her pussy again and stroked that rough spot without mercy while his lips sealed around her swollen nub and pulled in rhythmic suction that made her see white stars behind shut eyelids.
"Nathan... fuck... I can't..."
"Yeah you can." He sucked harder until she broke under him a second time—back bowing off the couch like a drawn bowstring snapping loose all at once while garbled curses poured from her bitten lip.
She was still clenching around his fingers when he pulled them free just long enough to spit on them before shoving three deep inside her soaked cunt while his tongue stabbed lower—flat broad licks from ass up through everything sensitive until he circled that pulsing pearl again relentless demanding everything she had left no mercy just possessive hunger that finally shattered her completely across his face screaming loud enough neighbors three floors down probably knew exactly whose mouth owned this body right now.
He slowed only when she went limp beneath him chest heaving damp cheek pressed into leather cushions tears salt on his lips whispered praise pressed soft kisses along trembling inner thighs "Good girl taking all three for me so fucking perfect."