𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭

23

A week later

"Shit." I whispered to myself as I watched Dariya’s car slam into the tire barrier around the race track.

It was Friday night and after a long week of straight work and nothing else I finally took the time to relax. What better way to do it than watch every video with Dariya in it. Races, interviews, it doesn’t matter once she was in them.

I looked down to the now empty bowl of popcorn that I was searching in. I had been so engrossed that I didn’t even realize it had finished.

Sighing loudly, I paused the video and jogged to the kitchen to get a new one.

The two minutes it took to pop felt like forever. When my phone rang, I groaned pulling it from my pocket and squinting at the incredibly bright screen.

"Hello." I answered, grinning.

"Hello? Is that all you have to say?” Dariya started.

"What would you like me to say?"

"What are you doing?" She asked instead. Her voice was soft over the phone, the sound of something ruffling coming from the background.

"I was watching some of your races.”

"Really? What do you think?"

"You're amazing, since the beginning." I said truthfully.

“We think so much alike.” I chuckled at her words and her feigned shock.

"What are you doing?" I asked her this time.

“I was going to sleep but then I thought of you so I called.” An image of her lying in bed evaded my thoughts.

"What about me?" I questioned lowly.

"…a lot of things."

"Would you like to tell me?" I asked and grabbed the popcorn that finally finished.

"Hmm, should I? I'll just be making myself hot and you're not here to fix it." She whispered. I knew she had that lustful glint in her eyes from the sound of her voice.

"You can fix it for me.” I retorted.

"I think I'll wait until you're here in person," she started, her voice a bit hoarse, "No can do it like you do." She finished.

"I think so too." I answered hoarsely as my gradually hardening member jerked in my sweatpants. 

"I miss you." I whispered in frustration as my efforts to control my arousal, completely failed.

As I sat back in my lounge the huge tent in my grey sweatpants was almost embarrassing.

"Just by the sound of your voice you have me so hard baby." I said almost pained.

"I like that, keep it that way."

"I think maybe we should fix it.” I whispered as I readjusted myself and thought about something else besides the topic we were on.