Switchblade

Chapter 73: Phone Call

Tati sat in bed making up stories to Loren about her trip to "visit her grandmother".

"I honestly thought you died. Why wouldn't you tell me you were going?" Loren asked.
"It was last minute. My grandma fell and I thought she needed someone to look after her for a while just in case. All I was thinking about was getting to her. I'm sorry."
Her best friend sighed. "It's okay. But...you know you were fired right?"
Tati groaned loudly. "Of course I was." she mumbled.
"I just remember Ryan saying that your boss was shouting once because you went days without showing up. You didn't tell him you were leaving?"
"Loren, I didn't even tell you."
"True."
Tati sighed.
"Is Granny okay?"
"Yea, she's fine."

Tati thought about how she needed a new job now.

"Good. Well, its time for me to go. I'll send pics when we get there." Loren stated.
"Okay, have fun. Tell your dad I said congratulations."
"I will. Bye, love you."
"Bye, love you."
The two hung up.

Tati sat in bed and just stared around her room.

She was really at home.

But she was bored.

Her mom was in her room. She thought about going over there to bother her.
She didn't feel like cooking anything.

Her phone started to ring.

She grabbed it and looked.

An unknown number.
Usually she wouldn't answer but she got a hunch that made her eager to press that green button.

She accepted.

"Hi. We here at-..."
She hung up.
An automated telemarketer call.

Then she stared at her phone.

It rang again.
She assumed it was another telemarketer.
But it rang longer than usual.

She picked it up and hit accept. Then held the device to her ear.

"Rude to give me a number you won't answer from." he spoke up.
Tati smiled. "I thought you were a telemarketer."
"You sound sexy."
She snickered. "It's been five seconds and you're already flirting?" Although she had to admit to herself that she liked his voice a lot too.
"I don't like to waste time and you know how much I like to compliment you." he smirked.
She scoffed.
"Come on, keep talking to me."
"Where are you?"
"I just made it home."
"You called me on your way home?"
"Yea, why? Worried about my safety?"
"No..."
"Sure."
She laid down with her phone still to her ear.

"God, what am I gonna eat tonight now that my cook is gone?" Killian teased.
Tati giggled. "I'm sure you'll figure something out."
Killian walked upstairs to his room. "I won't. I'll just dream about dinner."
"That's unacceptable."
"I'll be fine."
"Hm..."
"I'll admit it'll be hard waking up and not seeing a beautiful woman parading around my kitchen."
"Is that a sexist joke?"
"Don't ruin it." he stated. Tati laughed as he entered his room and sat on his bed.

"Save my number." he instructed.
"Why?"
"Cause you're gonna talk to me often."
"Who says I want to?"
"I'll come over there and type it myself."
She snickered. "Okay, I'll save it."

She put him on speaker to go to her contacts.

"You sound so fucking good." he stated.
She froze with a feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She realized it would be easier to toy with him when she wasn't looking at him.
"Did you not like my voice in person?" she asked.
"That's not it. But I recognized it as just the voice you spoke with. I didn't hate it. You've never sounded bad. But hearing it separately and having to really focus on it...your voice is sexy."
"Thank you..." she replied. She finished adding his contact into her phone.
"Maybe that's why I liked hearing you moan so much." He smiled.
"Shut up."
He laughed fondly.

"And I might not ever get to see you act how I wanted." he stated.
"You mean when you said you want me to be able to handle you?" She put the phone back to her ear.
"That's right."
"Sexually?"
He snickered. "You could say that. Sexually and emotionally."
"How would I handle you better emotionally?"
"I want you to stop getting nervous when I call you beautiful."
She just looked down and messed with her blanket.
"Maybe that's what'll help you handle me."
"Being more emotional?"
"Emotionally vulnerable."
"Aren't you a bit too insightful about this to say you've never been in a relationship?"
"I'm putting together pieces I know. I know sex is better with emotion. I know you aren't very emotionally connected to me. Or at least you don't show it."
"Hm..."
"Are you saying this might become a relationship?" He smirked.
"That's not what I said."
"Well you compared the two. If it wasn't what you were thinking, you wouldn't have made the comparison."
"You're really annoying, have I ever told you that?"
"I'm pretty sure."
"Good."

She stared at the ceiling.

Killian sat with eyes on the bulge in his pants.
"Keep talking to me." he instructed.
"Why?"
"You're making me hard."
Her eyes widened. She got shy.
"What do you want me to say?" she wondered.
"If I give you a script, you're not gonna like it." he stated. His hand felt the erection under his dress pants.
"Give me a piece." she stated.
"Really?"
"So I can scold you for being a pervert."
"Sure, that's why." he scoffed.
Tati rolled her eyes.
"Just tell me what you did today after getting home this morning."
"Well I ate. I had to call some people about my absence but really it was only my best friend. We stayed on the phone for hours and hung up only a few minutes before you called because she had to go to a dinner for her family to congratulate her dad on some big promotion he got." she stated.
"Mhm."
"I didn't really do much. I just laid in bed for most of it besides eating. What do you want me to talk about?"
He just sat there, hand still over his crotch.

She had an idea on what he was trying to do.

"You can...give me a script." she permitted.
"Are you sure?"
"Yea..."
"I want you to be honest with me." he began. "Promise me that."
"I promise..." she replied.
"Do you already miss my hands on your body?"
"Yea..."
"What else?"
She partially regretted the decision and felt nervous now but would answer anyway.
"I know you won't kiss my body anymore. Which...makes me miss it already."
"Where did you like me to kiss the most?" He unbuttoned his pants.
"My neck..." she began. "My chest, on my nipples. My inner thighs..."
"You're missing a spot that I know used to make you squirm. Where was it?" he asked as he prepared his hand with his erection free.
"My pussy..." she said shyly.
"What else did I do that you miss?" He palmed himself.
"I miss how you would talk to me..."
She reminisced.
"When you'd call me beautiful or sexy. And you'd do it with your hands running down my body." She slowly started to get more comfortable with the words. She could hear Killian's deep breaths through the phone as he rubbed himself to her voice. "You'd touch my waist or my thighs and I'd get so wet, I was embarrassed. Like I was practically begging you to fuck me."
Killian had his eyes closed, remembering her in front of him while he stroked himself.
"It took everything in me to not beg you to just put it in." She closed her legs tightly as she remembered every detail she spoke out loud. "You were right. Part of me went off the rails after you took my virginity. I wanted you to fuck me after the smallest touch. But I tried to contain myself to prove you wrong. And it was so hard."
Killian looked down at himself with a bite to his lip as he stroked harder.
"I'd see you or feel you touch me and kiss me and I had to act like I didn't want you to do whatever you wanted to me..."
She could hear his shaky breaths through the phone and it had an effect on her that she would've never expected.
"It's only been a day. You miss me fucking you?" he asked lowly.
"Yea..." Tati agreed. "I wish you were in me right now..."
He mistakenly let out a low groan as he kept stroking.
"Killian..."
"Yea, baby?"
"I miss you already."
He closed his eyes again. "I know...God, I miss you too." He looked down as he felt the feeling rise inside of him. He was close.
"Killian..."
"Yes. Yea, baby, call for me..." he said with eyes closed in bliss.
"I want you..." she admitted.
He came.

His heavy breaths and low whimpers seeped through the mic as he kept rubbing through the orgasm.

He slowed down.
"I need you..." he replied.