“Ok Rainbow, slow down, breath.” The deep voice was calming in my ear helping me settle. I shook with anger from what had happened today, my hands balled into fists beside me. After feeling ready enough to talk from my angry screaming into a pillow, I decided to call up the one person who could help me in this situation.

“I just c-can’t believe it Mac, they gave him the p-promotion! I’ve worked so damn hard at this job for them to t-throw it away. I’m just so pissed off that they went and did this. I just wanted to punch his stupid fucking mouth.” I lay bad on my bed, fisting the pillow I’d screamed into, glad I was able to put him on speaker phone to save myself getting angry and throwing my phone.

"You're too good for the job, if they'd promoted you then ah, then they'd lose the best worker they had in your um field." I let out a half laugh, his attempt at making me feel better was slightly working in an amusingly annoying way anyway.

"Yeah yeah, I guess I am too awesome to lose, but I just hate who they chose you know?" I heard him sigh, damn I'd set myself up for a lecture I might as well have called Twilight.

"You don't think you just hate him so much because he got this job? Or has he actually done something to hurt you?" I hung my head, sniffing before I felt ready to talk.

"He was one of my first boyfriends and well, he hurt me in more ways than one-"

"Did he hit you?" He cut me off sharply, I could hear the anger building in his voice.

"Oh hell no, you think I'd be able to fuck you like we do is that'd happened? No it was more emotional but like I don't know how to say it ... I've never spoken about it." That was true, I'd never said aloud how I felt when he left me alone.

"You can tell me Rainbow." I smiled at my phone, hearing how sincere his voice was. I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding before I spilled my heart out uncontrollably. I told him all about my first love, my first everything and how I was happy. Then I told him about how things began to change, how he changed and then how he left. I'd never felt pain like that before it was like he'd left with a part of me and then left me cold and broken lying there with nothing all alone. That's when I changed I became a better version of myself and I refused to leave myself open, refused to become weak ever again. After telling my story I found myself wondering how he'd managed to get me to tell him, but I was also relieved to get it off my chest.

I found myself just listening to him breath after I'd told him, letting him take it all in, after all it was a long story. Though I thing I knew why I may have called him in the first place this had taken a different turn, found myself hoping he'd make the change I needed. I needed his touch now, craves the physical contact really.

“Do you need a distraction?” He asked, if it was anybody else they wouldn’t be able to hear the hint of lust on his voice, I took a moment to weigh my options, and decided that a distraction from my news and my past would be very welcomed at this moment. I could only hope he was going where I wished.

“What are you suggesting?” I asked, turning to look at my phone awaiting his voice to tell me how he could distract me from my thoughts.

“Well, if I told you to do things, would you?” I decided to wait him out, make him think I was taking my time to think about his question, I bit my lip lightly before answering.

“Only if you beg me to do it” I smiled at my response, even in this situation, I would not loose my control. I could hear his breath hitch on the other side of the phone, what I wouldn’t give to have seen his reaction.

“Ok then, please lay back, take off your shirt and leave it on the floor. Do you know what I love when I see you naked Dashie?” I did as he asked, the cool air causing a few goose bumps to break out over my skin. I thought about his question, not knowing at all what it was.

“No.” I breathed, hoping he’d tell me, I raised my eyebrow in waiting, while resting my hands over my stomach. I had no idea what he had planned but I was excited to find out.

“Ok, now, I want you to lay naked for me please, please just lay there and I’ll tell you. I love the way your skin looks against mine, I love how your breasts await my touch eagerly, I love how your body reacts to mine.” I let out a small moan, removing my clothes quickly as he spoke. My breathing was slowing just at the sound of his voice as the anticipation of what he wanted me to do grew.

“I want you to pretend your hands are mine, cup your breasts and show them how much I enjoy touching them.” I did as he asked , the desire to really feel him growing. My hands warm against the flesh of my breasts.

“Ok, now I want you to brush your thumbs over your nipple, you know how much attention I like to give them, show them how much I love to touch them. Tell me how it feels please Dashie.” I shut my eyes as I followed his instructions, noticing how his voice had dropped to a whisper, wondering if he had company but still wanted to keep me distracted. I brushed my thumbs lightly over my nipples, it felt great, but it wasn’t his touch.

“It feels really good, but these aren’t your hands, my skin is too soft compared to your rough working hands that scrape over me, it goes through me.” I admitted, letting out a breath from the stimulation I was giving myself.

“Oh so do I Dashie, the sounds you make when I do that are amazing, I’d love to hear you, please scrape your nails over your nipples, moan for me.” I brushed my nail over my nipple, causing my body to arch of the bed, my hips pushed deep into the bed, and I had to clench my thighs as I felt the pressure building. I let out a soft gasp as my nipples hardened beneath me I couldn’t stop myself from moaning out Mac’s name. I could hear his own moans over the phone.

“Dashie, I want you to slide your hands down your body, graze your fingers over yourself, are you already ready for me?” His voice sounded muffled but I was able to hear them, I let my hand drift down and rested my fingers over my folds as my breathing quickened, I opened my legs out of instinct. I was so unsure how I could be turned on, but the sounds he was making indicated he would probably be doing the same and asking her to do things was incredibly erotic.

“You have no idea how eager I am too tough you, but I can’t, so for now your hands are going to pretend to be mine ok. Oh Dashi is I was there right now I’d be teasing you with my fingers first, I’d part you and slowly slide a finger into you while rubbing my thumbs over you. I know your fingers are smaller than mine so please use two, can you do that?” I sucked in a sharp breath, shifting my body so that I was able to angle my hand, allowing my fingers to enter me. I let out a shaky moan, tilting my head back from the sensation building inside me. I started to move them like he would, my arousal coating them to make it easier.

“Press your thumb over your clit, rub it gently, light touches.” I pressed my thumb over my clit rubbing small circles over the skin as I pushed my fingers into myself at a steady pace. I wished this was him. I stopped myself briefly at that thought, no I just wish it was him touching me nothing more, thats it. I needed more so I moaned again to let him know.

“Add another Dashie, push them as deep as you can, I know you love it when it’s really deep, don’t you?” The arousal in his voice was enough to make me moan again even before I added another finger, I could feel the pressure building within my body, only telling myself I was getting close. All I could here was his deep breaths coming sharply from the phone.

“I’m close s-so close.” I told him, if my own breathing wasn’t enough to let him know that. My movements stopped all together as I held my breath, I could hear a door in my house opening, I gulped wondering how I was going to deal with this situation before lookup at my phone only to realize that Mac had gone silent on the other end. I looked at my open door wide eyed when I saw him entering my room. He stood with lust filled eyes, barely hiding the erection present, it all clicked now, he hadn’t been pleasuring himself like I thought, no he’d been making his way to finish what he started.

“Close enough for me to finish the job?” I nodded frantically, my hands moved to grip at the sheets as he undressed himself. He grabbed my legs and pulled them down the bed so he could kneel in front of me. He let his fingers slowly work their way inside me, making me arch my back so he could reach further. I looked down at him, raising my eyebrow in a get on with it kind of way, he simply grinned and stood up from his place. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip as he positioned himself at my entrance, making him plunge into me sooner than I expected. I wasn’t able to stop the cry my body let out before I managed to pull myself up, gripping his shoulders so I wouldn’t topple backwards, I tried to tell him I was going to be on top, but nothing other than moans were able to pass my lips though he ended up lying backward lifting his hips to meet mine repeatedly. I moved to sit straight, joining my hands together behind me to give him good view of my breasts, as they bounced in front of him.

“Going to leave them alone?” I questioned, making him sit up and brush his palms over my nipples, I hissed at the contact, his rough fingers working me up so much more than my attempts. His mouth found his favourite spot at the hollow of my neck suckiling gently bringing me so close I was wondering how I was still going.

“H-how much l-longer?” He grunted soon into my neck as every inch of him stimulated me, I was breathing to heavily to the point I felt like the air was going to run out. He gave one last thrust before I was gone, my eyes rolled back into my head as my release rocked my body in waves against him. He kept going bringing himself along with me, making us both hold each other as we waited out the pleasure that our bodies provided. Once I regained control of my body I fell back, catching my breath as he fell back beside me.

“So, distracted enough?” I snorted, sitting up before moving to re-dress myself, I looked back at him over my shoulder and shrugged.

“I guess, sorry I had to make the booty call early this week.” He got up to begin dressing himself, chuckling behind me as I pulled my trousers back up to cover myself. I arched my brow and looked at him confused .

“I was actually going to call to see if I could move it forward, I have a few errands to run over our usual time so this worked out better for us both, but then again is usually does right?” He winked before flicking my nipple, make me jump a little.

“Your such a fucking ass, now get dressed and go.” I made shooing motions with my hand toward the door, before pulling the T-shirt I’d grabbed from the floor over my head, now covering the boobs he love to play with. I followed him from my room to my front door, holding it open for him to leave. He made it down my path before turning to look back at me.

“Hey, I know I tired you out, but your a bad cook even without that, order a takeout so you don’t burn the house down.” I flipped him the bird, shaking my head amused, though it was true, I was a shit cook and anything beside a microwavable meal surpassed my abilities within the kitchen. I locked my door, feeling a faint blush over my face, maybe it was just the air? I shrugged my shoulders, sighing at myself as I realised I’d dressed, only to need a shower for obvious reasons. I stood under the spay thinking about how I was going to go to work tomorrow, with a big fuck you attitude and get shit done, showing them what they were missing out on.

Author's Note

Hey, sorry for the delay, I've been struggling with creative block so this too SO long to write :(

Again, if you slot any issues let me know and I'll fix them up A.S.A.P

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