Nashville Babe

I ran my hands over the cotton sheets, sliding down the pillow and taking a deep breath. The house was quiet, baby asleep in her crib, and the monitor humming on the nightstand next to me. It was peaceful, calm for the first time in a long time, and only missing one thing.

I glanced over at the closet door, Colton's charcoal gray suit hanging on the back, and sighed before rolling onto his side. The pillow smelled like his shampoo and I could almost feel his soft curls on my fingers. His flight got in in five hours according to the alarm clock and a part of me wanted to stay up and count the minutes.

I sat in silence for a long minute before sitting up with a groan. "Ugh, I need a distraction." I said aloud. My mind wandered to the locked box under the bed and I felt my stomach flip. My head dipped low as I reached and felt for the small, silver handle. The combination lock, 821, then a click and the lid popped open.

Silver with a bullet tip, I swooned and held it up. My thighs clenched as memories of using it floated into my mind; the first time he brought it home, when he tied me up and kept me waiting the entire night before tracing my whole body with it. I could feel the buzz, the vibrations roll through me and I shivered in anticipation.

Tracing my nipples through my t-shirt, I slipped my fingers down my stomach and tucked them into my panties. The initial contact was already a lot and I still had yet to reach my core. My skin soft and smooth as I pulled my knee up to spread myself, tapping a small button on the end of the device.

It came to life in my hand and I ran it over my breasts, between them and around my navel before running it over the strip of lace that covered my core with a feather-light touch. I let out an audible gasp and jerked slightly, pulling my hand back to adjust. Too much too soon had me panting already and I shook my head at my neediness, how I ached to be touched.

The pillows behind me were stifling so I slid to the end of the bed and fell onto my back, my toes brushing the ground before I slid my heels onto the edge of the mattress. Sliding my panties aside, I slid the vibrator between my folds and into the slick channel, slowly adjusting with each inch.

"Oh, Colton..." I squeezed my eyes shut and pictured him on top of me, tried to remember his hands on my skin and the feel of his cock. Goosebumps rose when I threw my head back, exposing my neck to the rough stubble he'd run along my collarbone.

Hesitantly, I ran my thumb over the button- not wanting to come yet but wanting more pleasure. I lifted my hips and slid the toy a bit further, feeling it bottom out inside of me, before a familiar voice rang out from the door.

"God damn..."

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