I've got the laptop set up on the bed ready. I wrap my
dressing gown round me and wait. Giddy butterflies flutter around
my stomach when the tone starts ringing. I quickly answer the
call and Tom's face pops up on the screen. I notice that because
I'm sat up, the camera has cut off my head so I tilt the
"Hey." I grin.
"Hey babe." He smiles.
There's a rack of clothes behind him.
"Where are you?" I ask.
"In my dressing room. I'm getting ready for another shoot."
"But it's the weekend."
He shrugs. "No rest for the wicked."
"You're hardly wicked."
He sticks the tip of his tongue out with a cheeky smile.
"Anyway, are you alone?" I ask.
"At the moment, yes."
"Great, because I want to show you something."
His eyebrow arches, intrigued. "Oh?"
"Yeah." I grin. "I went shopping and I bought something I thought you'd like."
His eyebrow raises higher.
I push down one of the sleeves of my dressing gown, exposing the strap of my new black lace lingerie.
"Oh God…" he mumbles, his voice growing husky with lust.
"You ain't seen nothing yet." I drop the whole sleeve and open the front so the left cup is showing. It's a push up bra so it makes my cleavage look fantastic. I surprised myself when I looked in the mirror.
"Oh Eb…don't do this to me."
I grin. "There's more." I drop my dressing gown completely and angle the camera down a little so he can see my matching skimpy panties.
His breathing is becoming a little ragged.
"Just because you are all the way in Italy, doesn't mean we can't have a little fun." I tilt my chest down and give him a little shimmy.
"Ebby. Stop." He looks to the side.
"Why?" I pout. "I'm lonely and a girl has needs."
His eyes show worry as he looks back at me but his lips are curving into a slight smile. "Because hair and make-up will be here in like ten minutes and I don't want to be caught with an awkward boner."
I laugh. "Ooooh. Lemme see. Lemme see what I do to you."
He shakes his head. "I can't. Not here. If anyone saw…"
"Pleaaase," I whine but he holds a playful stubborn expression.
But I'm feeling devious.
I want to play.
I lift myself up a little so the camera is focused on my lower half and I run my fingers gingerly along the hem on my panties and then start to stroke myself between my thighs.
Tom's jaw sets. I can see the muscles in his cheeks rippling as his eyes widen, captivated.
But then he shakes his head and blinks hard. "No. Ebby. Stop."
I angle the camera back up so he can see all of me, knelt on the bed. I keep my hand between my thighs and start to rub my panties and throw my head back. "Oh Tom. Tom. Tom…" I moan softly, grinding lightly against my hand.
"Ebby. I'm serious!"
I look back to him and grin when I see him all flustered. His cheeks have blushed.
"Don't be shy," I coo and lift my hand to my breast. "Play with me."
He shakes his head. "I'm sorry. I can't." He looks to the side. "They'll be here any minute."
"But Tom," I whine and start to moan again, rubbing my breast.
"If you keep making that noise, I'll have to hang up," he warns hopelessly.
"Tom. Tom. Tom."
"Ebby. I'm not joking."
"Oooh. Tom. Yeah. There." I wiggle my eyebrows at him with a smile.
"Oooh, yeah, say my name baby."
"Right, I'm hanging up."
The call clicks off and Tom disappears.
I giggle and drop back on the bed so my head hits the pillow. Well, that was fun.
I almost jump out of my skin when my mobile starts to vibrate next to me. I grab it. It's a text from Tom.
'So sorry I had to hang up on you but you were getting me in a state I am not in the right place to be in. I miss you so much, baby and it sucks that I'm here for another week. Hold on just a little longer and I'll be there before you know it. Being without you is driving me crazy. I can't wait to be back inside the sweet heaven between your thighs again. Love you xxx'
I chew my lip with a grin as I curl up into a ball, staring at the message.
He is just too adorable.
I get dressed into my sweats after changing my underwear to
my usual boring stuff because the way the lace brushed against my
skin was getting me all hot and bothered and was just reminding
me that I'm not getting any for a while.
While my dinners in the microwave- Yes, I'm having a microwave meal. Thank you, Tom, for leaving me here to fend for myself!- I go back into the bedroom and grab my phone, just remembering that I need to text Tom back.
'I'm sorry I got you all flustered, I'm just missing you so much! Even more after I checked out your catwalk. I know I've already told you how great you looked but damn, you owned that thing! Haha. Anyway, get back to work and I'll see you soon. Love you too, baby xxx'
I send it and my heart sinks when I scroll past my mum's number.
I sink onto my bed and call it. Blocked as I had expected.
She can't ignore me forever.
Something has to be done.