Page 49 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Mmmm, and then I’d take care of you with my mouth.” I kept my voice low. No one needed to know we were having phone sex.
He groaned. “Oh, yes, take me all in that delicious mouth of yours and swallow me down so you feel better.”
Voices interrupted us. It sounded more like an announcement than conversation—and it wasn’t from the rink.
“Where are you?” I asked, shifting positions, rubbing my legs together, trying to ease some of my need.
“I’m watching Dean and Grif, who are takingforever.Grif needed some flannel sheets and a warmer blanket,” he replied. “Also, a shit-ton of new pillows.”
“You’re in public?” My cheeks burned. Sure, so was I, but I barely said anything. I’d thought he was alone in his bedroom.
Jonas chuckled. “I’m at ahome store.Everyone here either hopes to go home and be fucked senseless or can’t wait to leave so they can fuck someone senseless.”
“Jonas.”Embarrassment filled me.
“There’s a couple of snowstorms coming. Like the kind where the power goes out and you can get snowed in, so make sure you have supplies. What do you need?” he asked.
That was quite the subject change, but that could be why Grif wanted warm blankets.
“That’s a good idea. I could use some flannel sheets. Oh, and Grace had this down comforter with a flannel cover on my bed when I was there at Christmas. It was like a cloud. I should get one of those.” I hummed. Grace’s place had a lot of comforts, like towel warmers and zillion thread count sheets.
“Do you want me to pick some up for you?” he offered.
“Yes, I’d like that, thanks. Let me know what it comes to, and I’ll send it over. Can you get a green waffle blanket for Mercy, too? She doesn’t like flannel.” That would be helpful.
I texted Creed. They had snowstorms in Rockland, right? We'd gotten snow in Research Circle but it wasn't very much—and certainly no one got snowed it.
Me
How do I prepare for a snowstorm?
Hopefully, the heat would be back on by then. Campus housing had texted that the heat was out in our building. We could always get some little heaters.
“Oh, Sweet Girl, you won’t be paying me back with money. Mmmm, I could think of so many ways.” He spoke in a honeyed voice.
That got me right in my already hot and bothered pussy.
“Tell me more,” I practically panted into the phone.
“You could wrap that sweet mouth of yours around my—”
“Are you having phone sex with Verity?” Dean’s voice interjected and there were some muffled sounds. “Hi, Little Alpha. What are you wearing?”
Nothing like a little cockblocking from my favorite overzealous omega.
“My very own Maimers tracksuit. I match everyone else.” Though, I’d taken off my jacket. “Jonas was going to get some things for me.”
“If I get some things for you, can I have a blowjob, too?” He laughed.
There was a scuffle.
“It’s me,” Jonas replied, taking over. “I was calling because it looks like Chet will be arrested soon. AJ and I will keep them safe. Promise. I wanted to update you myself. It must be difficult for you to face everything like this.”
“Thank you. I like being updated. I… I need a picture of them,” I blurted, remembering what Rusty had said to me.
“Absolutely. If you need to be around them extra when you get back, we’ll make that happen,” he told me.
“I think I’d like that, too.” I’d figure something out with Mercy.
