Page 82 of Double Time (Sinners on Tour 5)
After pumping some of the lotion sample I swiped from Lily’s shop onto my hand, I slide it down my stomach and wrap it around my dick. The scent of brown sugar, cinnamon, and lemon fills the room. Lily’s smell. It makes it easier to imagine that she’s here with me and not across town. It makes it easier to imagine that it’s her hand on my dick, tugging and pulling me just right. My grunts add to the buzzing noise of her vibrator and her moans. Both of us are breathing hard.
This isn’t the sex I’d choose for us. But it’s better than nothing at all. And if this is what she needs to do to find her way back to me, then jerking off in my hand every night while I listen to her come over the phone is exactly what I’m going to do. We keep it up until we both come hard.
After I found her at her shop and we started talking again, Lily stopped hanging up on me when she finishes fucking herself with her little toy. This is the best part of my day. Hearing her come while I do the same. And then hearing her talk to me about anything and everything.
“How was your day, kid?”
“It was good. Until about ten minutes ago. Then it got great. I saw your truck at the farm, but you were gone by the time I could get down to the barn. I gave Violet an extra molasses cookie, though.”
“You’re spoiling her. But I guess that’s okay. She deserves to be spoiled.”
“I’d like to spoil her mama, too.”
“I don’t need to be spoiled. But… do you have time to come by the shop tomorrow? The flower fridge is being delivered, and it’s going to be a whole thing getting it in through the back doors.”
“Of course, I’ll be there. What time?”
“Around one. You don’t have to. Jarret’s probably going to be a dick if you try to leave work in the middle of the day again.”
“Jarret’s always a dick. I’ll handle it, Lemon. Any time you need me, right next to you is where I’m going to be.”
“Thanks. Anything exciting happen on the farm today?”
“It was wild and crazy. You know what a wild ride farm work is, babe.”
“Well, usually there’s at least an argument or some drama with your idiot brothers to keep me entertained.”
“Today was pretty chill. Jarret lectured me for like twenty minutes for being seven minutes late to work. Idiot just wasted even more time.”
“Why were you seven minutes late?”
“Because someone’s been keeping me up late, Lemon. I wonder who that is.”
She lets out a sigh. “Sorry. Maybe we should hang up?”
“You hear me say I wanted to hang up? That’s the last thing I want. How was your day, babe?”
“Just the usual. Did some flower and product deliveries to my regulars. Walked the Carlsson’s dog. And checked on the Marshall’s cats. And then I sneezed for an hour straight because I’m allergic to cats.”
“You do too much, Lemon. You need to stop all this other shit and just focus on the shop.”
“I wish. But once the shop is up and running, I would love to cut out some of the other random stuff I do and just focus on it. But it can take small businesses up to three years to turn a profit. So, I might not be able to. And I’m going to need to make enough to hire someone else to help at the shop. Because I can’t be there all the time when it’s open and also do all my other stuff.” She lets out a long sigh. “I don’t know. I’ll figure it out, I guess.”
“You know I’ll help you in any way I can.”
“You’re already doing too much. You’re saving me literally thousands of dollars with the shelves. How are they coming along? Want to send me any in-progress pics? The last one you sent me was just a pile of wood.”
“They’re coming. I was out working on them tonight. Right until you called pretty much.”
“Seriously? That’s too much, Jameson. You start work on the farm insanely early. You can’t work until that late, too.”
“You let me worry about that, Lemon.”
“I don’t need you tired and getting hurt at work or with a saw, or something.”
“You worried about me, babe?”
“No,” she lies to me.