Page 67 of Learn the Play
“Hey, babe,” she greets. “Tough one,” she says.
“Yeah. But we can’t win them all, right?”
She nods. “Right.”
“How’s our baby girl?” I ask.
Bellamy’s smile could light up all of Nashville. “She’s perfect. She’s been active today. We might have a kicker on our hands.”
I chuckle. “You feeling okay?”
“I am. I miss you. I wish I were there to cheer you up.”
“Yeah? What would you do to cheer me up?” I ask, already feeling better just seeing her smiling face and hearing her voice.
“Hmm, kisses. Lots of kisses.”
“You know I love your kisses, Dream Girl.”
She giggles. “I could run my fingers through your hair to relax you.” She pauses. “I could get you off,” she says, her voice small.
“How?” I ask gruffly.
“My mouth? My hand? Whatever you want.”
“Your pussy?” I ask, and her face heats.
“That, too.”
“What are you wearing?” I ask, reaching down and gripping my cock through my sweats.
“Just one of your T-shirts and panties.”
“Show me.”
She pans the phone so that I can see her. “Nothing special,” she says, bringing the phone back to her face.
“Everything special,” I counter. “Take it off.”
“What?”
“Strip for me, baby.”
“If I’m getting naked, so are you,” she sasses.
“Done.” I put the phone down, strip my T-shirt over my head, then, in one motion, my sweats and boxer briefs go, as well. When I pick the phone back up, my girl is sitting naked on our bed. “Fuck, you’re a vision.”
“Are we really doing this?” she asks.
“We don’t do anything you don’t want, Bell.”
“I want. I miss you so much, Reid.”
“I know, baby. I miss you, too.”
“Show me.”
“You wanna see my cock, Bell?”
