Page 48 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
Because it was so far, a lot of teams did clinics and extra things when they were in Hawai’i.
My phone rang.
“Hey, Jonas.” I leaned against the deck railing, letting the breeze kiss my face. “I’m literally staring at the beach right now.”
The ocean beckoned. It wasJanuary,but here, people were wearing bikinis and surfing.
“Hawai’i sure is pretty, isn’t it?” he commented.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me I could have gone to undergrad here? The university on the big island has a tropical flower program.” I took a sip of coffee. Usually, I wasn’t a coffee girl, but the snack bar had no chai lattes and I needed caffeine desperately.
“I never would’ve gone to class,” he laughed.
“Me, neither. Thanks for inviting me to your location group.” Ithadhelped.
“I should’ve added you last week. I didn’t consider how being away from them might affect you and I should have. I’m sorry,” Jonas told me.
“Thank you, and it does. Honestly, I never thought about how being away from you would affect me other than missing you.” Well, that and being horny. But there are people on the deck and I wanted to keep my end of the convo family-friendly.
“I miss you, too, Sweet Girl.”
There he went with his nicknames. It made me want to sit on his pierced dick and stuff his knot into me.
“This is all so new to me. I wasn’t expecting to be so torn up inside. It’s like something is clawing in my chest.” I shuddered a little as I leaned forward more on the railing.
“Because you love them. Also, like I told you in Glitter City, they’re yours.”
“I haven’t gotten that ass tattoo.” I laughed.
“You’re still ours, right?” There was a tentativeness to his voice I wasn’t used to hearing.
“Of course I am,” I assured him.
“That’s my girl. I’m so fucking proud of you for calling me last night when you needed me,” he breathed.
“Are you going to reward me for that?” My voice grew husky as his praise warmed me all the way to my clit.
“Oh, yes. They’re going to want your attention so badly when you get back. Don’t worry, I’ll make time to give you everything you need—then reward you for being so good and brave,” he cooed, making me gush.
“What do I need, Sexypants?” Other than his pierced cock and that magic tongue.
“Mmmm, that depends. What you needed last night was very different from what you need right now.” His voice became liquid sex.
I walked to the far end of the deck so we wouldn’t be overheard—and my arousal wouldn’t be smelled. “Oh, yeah?”
“Last night you needed to be put over my knee so badly. I’d spank you to get you out of your head. Then I’d make you come over and over until you passed out. Probably have to gag you so you didn’t wake everyone up with your screams,” he growled. “After you passed out, I’d hold you all night to keep away the nightmares, then I’d tongue you awake in the morning and knot you in the shower.”
Could I have some of thatnow?
I gushed again as arousal flooded me, and I wished I was alone in the hotel so I could play with myself as we talked. “Oh, yes, please.”
“Today I’d put our fluffiest feather bed on top of the mattress, then cover it with our softest sheets. I’d light a bunch of candles and put something nice and relaxing in the diffuser. I’d strip you naked and tie you to the bed with silk ties—just tight enough that you feel safe. I wouldn’t blindfold you so you can see me. You’d sink right into the softness, and I’d spread you wide and feast on you. If you couldn’t take my knot in your pussy, I’d knot your ass. Then I’d hold you close and tell you how amazing you are,” he breathed.
“Oh, I want all of that, Alpha Jonas, sir. Please.” I closed my eyes on the brink, voice breathless, clit throbbing.
Was it possible to come with only dirty talk?
“Oh, you’d take me so good. Because you’re my sweet girl,” he breathed. “After we’d take a bubble bath, and I’d rub you down with that warm oil you like.”
