“Too long,” I say. Months, at least. I used to love cards. We used to play once a week, and I looked forward to it even when I was with Quincy. It’s one of those things you walk away from feeling good. Like the world is right.
At that thought, I check my phone, searching for a message from Ella but find nothing.
As the guys chat and catch up, I open up the security app to find the living room empty. There’s a nagging twist in my chest, and I’m quick to search before finding her in her bedroom.
It’s too early for her to be in bed.
There’s the crack of the deck being shuffled as I tell them I’m headed up to get another beer. The guys are passing around pretzels and making a fucking mess of my table, and only Ethan is in need of another beer.
“I’ll get you one.”
Taking the steps two at a time, I text Ella.
Zander: Spread your legs for me.
Watching on my phone, I see her get the message and then peer up at the camera before doing as she’s told. Each heel digging into the mattress and her legs bent and spread wide as she lays back on the bed.
Just as she’s texting me, I test her.
Ella: Like this?
Zander: Fucking beautiful.
The fridge opens, delivering a cool sensation and the two bottles clink in my left hand as I text with my right.
Zander: Pet your pussy for me, I want to watch you come undone for me.
The quality of the camera and the app make it impossible for me to see with enough detail to fully enjoy this. Which is for the best, considering my current company.
I don’t have to have an up-close view to know my little bird is being greedy.
Zander: Not just your clit … I want to see you squirm.
I’m slower in my descent downstairs, satisfied that at the very least, my little bird is focused on pleasure now. She’s thinking about coming and obeying, about pleasing me and what rewards I’ll give her for being a good girl.
Zander: Good girl.
The sound is off, but as I retake my seat, her back arches on the bed.
Zander: Come for me, but be still.
My text goes unread for a second and then another.
Just as I’m ready to admonish her, she sees and stills, getting back into position after stripping off her nightgown.
Glancing around the table, all the men are looking at me.
“What’d I miss?”
Thomas fills me in. “I asked about your new place and if you got rid of the one down Route 40?”
“Yeah, it was a rental.” I peek down at my phone and smirk at Ella, still playing with herself.
Zander: Dip your finger in. Just one.
“We gonna get back into it?” Ethan questions. “I know you’ve been busy with work and all. Is this more permanent?”
“I’m not sure yet.” With my phone in my lap so I can see, I decide to give her a few minutes to enjoy herself.