Page 9 of The Handoff

I was just about to turn my phone off after wishing Tanya good night when it chimed. I realized that I’d gone from calling Mom every morning, noon, and night to calling nearly every two days. She warned me about it. She told me there would come a point that I wouldn’t want to hear her voice every few hours. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.

You really know how to wind your waist! D

I screamed, “No!”

Holy crap! For sure, I woke up Tanya, so I covered my mouth and dropped my phone onto my bed just in case I didn't. I could hear her lightly snoring, which meant that she was out for the night.

How did he get my number?

I blushed as I held my phone with both hands and decided what to write back.

Imagine what I can do in bed?

Hell no!

I changed my mind about sending that because he would think of me as that type of girl, something that I wasn’t. Eventually, we would be alone in the room in the dark, and he would find out that I was nothing like the girl in the text.

What should I write?

Then, like a flash of lightning, it hit me.

Glad to hear you like my moves!

Again, I had to stop myself from making too much noise as I shifted in my bed, holding on to my phone. I should have dropped off to sleep like Tanya. We’d practically been up the whole previous night and had little sleep, but I had a wave of energy.

You know that you’re sexy as hell?

I shook my head at the idea of him calling me sexy. No one had ever called me that before… Sure, some said I looked good, beautiful, pretty even, but sexy…? Never.

Now, you’re after something…

It didn’t take long for him to reply.

Yes, you!

I bet you say that to all the girls.

I really needed to not let my insecurity get the better of me, but I couldn’t help it.

Why do girls assume just because I’m the quarterback that I chase all the girls?

Don’t you?

Suddenly, a flash entered my mind as I thought about him and Fiona. I wondered how many girls he’d been with, and no more was I feeling sexy, but just another girl he’d probably call his latest conquest.

I love the shape of your ass. It makes me want to pinch it.

It was one of the many parts of my body I was paranoid about. I didn’t know how to respond, but I didn’t need to, as he sent another message.

Those sexy full lips, I want them pressed next to mine. I want to suck them, taste, and feel them.

I started to get wet thinking about him tracing his finger on my lips, and wanting them all over his body.

Your breasts… damn, they’re just the right size. Enough for me to squeeze in my hands, and I can only fantasize about your nipples.

Which were responding to his sext. It was as if they were erect at the idea of him sucking on them.

So, no, I don’t write these to all the girls, because none of them are as sexy as you. I’m so fucking hard thinking about every inch of you all over my body.

How hard?

Shit, so damn hard I could explode!

My phone in my hand became a thing of the past as my fingers moved in between my soaking panties. I had to be quiet since I was in the room with Tanya and I didn’t want her to hear me, so I bit my lip, thinking about it being Dane’s lips on mine. I put my finger in the curve of my pussy and then I started to get to work. I pretended his hard cock was big and was filling my walls. My heart started to race, thinking about the quarterback as I moved my fingers deeper inside of me and let every tension inside my body go. Dane had me right where he wanted me, even though he was miles away. Lusting. Dreaming. Fantasizing about him. I came so damn hard, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more… not only of the secret fantasy, but him.

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