Page 100 of Trip Through Your Wires

When I get home, I call the hotel that I booked in Charleston to reconfirm my reservations. It’s separate from the team’s hotel, but Coach approved the change when I told him I had family in town and wanted to stay with them.

When I’m done making sure everything is set, I grab the bag of stuff I bought at the adult store on the other side of town out of the closet and take a look.

Jenica is fit as fuck, but my dick is big and her asshole is tight. We won’t be able to jump into anal right away. She needs to be eased into it, so I thought a few toys and lube would help. She seems to be open to the idea. It’s come up a time or two during phone sex, so I figured, why not give it a try. If she likes it, then game on. If she doesn’t, then we do it the old fashioned way—with foreplay, my mouth, and lube.

Stashing the bag back in my closet, I reach for the phone and call her. I know she’s in class right now, but I know she likes having a message to come home to.

“Hey,” I say with surprise when she answers after the third ring. “What are you doing home? Aren’t you supposed to be in class?”

“Didn’t feel like going today,” she sighs. “Too tired.”

A lance of unease slices across my chest at the sound of her voice. There is something there, and it’s not fatigue. “Everything okay?”

“It’s nothing,” she exhales, breath filling the line. “How was your day?”

I sit down in my desk chair and lean back. I hate it when she has hard days. “It was good. I got you something,” I say, trying to lift her spirits.

“Oh yeah?” Her response is light, which is good.

“Mm-hmm,” I smile to myself.

“What is it?”

“It’s smaller than a bread box and bigger than a penny,” I reply teasingly.

“Hmmm,” she clicks her tongue. “Does it have batteries?”

“No,” I laugh. “Try again.”

“Do I put it on?”

“No,” I close my eyes, the idea of her in lingerie making my dick twitch. “But thank you for that mental image.”

She laughs and yawns. “I give up.”

“Well, it’s for you, but you don’t put it on. You put it in.” She sucks in a surprised breath and I can’t help but laugh. “Awake now?”

“Yeah,” she laughs gently. “You can say that.”

I open my eyes and turn to look at the calendar on the wall above my desk. “Two more days, Sparky.”

“I know.” She takes a shallow breath, then exhales. “I’m counting.”

The line falls quiet and when I hear her breathing, I can’t help but feel like there’s something bothering her. “Hey, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Mm-hmm,” she murmurs. “It’s just been a long week.”

I thrum my fingers on the desk and nod. Jenica’s days sound unbearable. Two jobs and school, and on top of it, caring for her Nana. I don’t know how she does it. I wish I could make all her problems go away.

We talk for a few more minutes, then I suggest she get some rest. Jenica never misses classes so the fact she did today tells me she needs to rest.

“Sweet dreams,” I say gently as we’re about to hang up. “After tonight, one more day.”

“I like the sound of that,” she sighs. “Night, Hot Shot.”

“Sleep well, Sparky.”

After hanging up the phone, I look up at the egress window over my bed. I’m deep in thought when I hear a knock on my door. I swivel around in my chair and find Marcus standing in the doorway.

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