Page 40 of The Hookup Situation

Me: I've been pushing myself pretty hard lately so it could be anything. I’m not blaming you

Ken doll: I'm sorry just the same. Good luck at rehearsal.

Me: Thanks

Two hours later we’re on a fifteen minute break before we run through the entire show one more time. I’m fucking exhausted, as is everyone else, but we’re powering through, determined to make this show an unforgettable one for our audience. I chug some water and then take a pit stop in the bathroom, where I lock myself in a stall and dial Preston’s number.

“Hey, Tinkerbell,” he answers on the first ring. “Thought you were busy?”

“I am, I just —-” I just what? Wanted to hear your voice? Can’t get you out of my head? Miss you? God, I can’t say any of those things. “I just wanted to make up for not being able to be there tonight.”

“What do you mean? You don’t owe me anything.”

“I know, but I like making you feel good.” I hear his breath hitch.

“Yeah?”

I grin. My voice is deeper when I ask, “Are you at home?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I don’t have much time but I want you to do something for me.”

“What?”

“Take your clothes off.”

“I like where this is going,” he says, and I chuckle.

“Are you naked, beautiful?”

“Yeah,” he breathes.

“Grab the dildo and the fleshlight from your nightstand. Lube too. Then lie on your back.” I hear movement and then a drawer opening and closing.

“Okay.” His voice is breathy and labored.

“Slick up your fingers and stretch yourself.”

“Right now? With you on the phone?”

“Yes, doll, right now. Don’t keep me waiting.”

“Shit.” I hear a moan a moment later that goes straight to my cock and it twitches in the panties that I’m wearing as a part of my costume. I use my free hand to pull them down so that my dick is free. It’s getting harder and harder with the noises he’s making. “Shit, Jax, so good.”

“Get yourself good and stretched and then fuck yourself with the dildo, nice and slow.”

Another groan and a whimper. “Nnngggg. Wish it was you, Tinkerbell.”

“Feel good?” My voice is raspy and I’m rock hard, my libido making me forget about everything but the noises he’s making and how much I wish I was buried inside him right now.

“Yes. Fuck.”

“You got your legs spread wide for me, baby? Is that pretty little hole on display?”

“Yes, fuck Jax, I’m so hard for you right now.”

I hum, stroking myself.

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