I Hate the Way...

Part 62: "You Made Me Wait"

Brief Suggestive Content!!! 🔞

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Josie remained in the tub for barely ten seconds after Hope left the bathroom, the sound of her voice drifting through the house as she spoke with Dana Lilien, the event planner for Raf and Ethan's engagement party.

She let out a heavy sigh of frustration before rising out of the bathtub. The water cascaded down her body as she reached for a towel, wrapping it loosely around herself.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror in their bedroom. Her hair was damp, her skin was slightly flushed from the heat of the bath. The sight of herself only fueled her frustration, knowing Hope would practically be worshiping her right now, if only they hadn't been interrupted. The thought alone made her grip the towel a little tighter as she moved toward the doorway leading out of their bedroom, since Hope wasn't in there.

Peeking out around the corner, she leaned against the doorframe for a moment, watching Hope. The other woman hadn't noticed her presence, her attention fully absorbed in the screen of her laptop and the conversation on the phone.

As frustrated as she was, Josie couldn't deny how good Hope looked right now, her towel covering close to nothing, looking so concentrated on what she was working on. Her towel was wrapped low around her hips, since nobody was home except for the couple. Her hair was damp, and the way she was so focused made her more irresistible.

In that moment, she felt a mix of irritation and desire, each feeling feeding into the other in a way that made it hard for her to think straight.

She let out a deep sigh before turning back into their bedroom, when her eyes landed on her nightstand, a thought running through her mind as she knew there was something tucked away in the top drawer, something she hasn't used in a long time, but it was for moments like this when her emotions ran high and she needed an outlet.

I shouldn't...

She hesitated, just standing there, staring at the nightstand.

Hope wouldn't be happy about that...

She bit her lip, knowing that whatever was in that drawer could relieve this tension she feels.

Fuck it.

She let out a determined exhale before quietly closing the door to their bedroom and making her way over to the nightstand, reaching for the handle of the top drawer. She sifted through the items inside until she found what she was looking for.

Her hand closed around the familiar object, and she pulled it out of the drawer, her pulse jumping at the sight of the toy she had stashed away for times like this. She hasn't needed it ever since Hope got home from her deployment.

Josie knows it wouldn't be the same as having Hope's hands on her, or having her member deep inside her–

But it was a decent enough second option, and it would certainly help take the edge off tonight.

With that thought in mind, Josie let her towel slowly slip from her body and onto the floor before sitting on the edge of the bed, scooting backward and leaning back against the pillows.

She closed her eyes and let her mind wander back to the image of Hope in that towel, so focused, so damp, so sexy.

And as she turned on the toy, the soft hum filled the room, and Josie let herself get lost in that image of Hope in her mind.

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"I'll make the adjustments we discussed and everything will be perfect for your friends," Dana said to Hope through the phone, just as the Tribrid closed her computer.

"Thanks again, Dana."

"Of course," Dana's voice purred through the phone, a hint of flirtation suddenly slipping into her tone, "If there's anything else you need, just give me a call. I'm always here to help...with anything."

Hope stiffened at the noticeable change in the woman's voice, and she glanced back to their bedroom door, knowing Josie would set the house on fire if she heard it too. Luckily the bedroom door is shut.

Hope's eyes narrowed as she registered the implication of Dana's words. She cleared her throat before standing to her feet and making her way towards the bedroom. "I should get back to my wife," she replied firmly, making sure to emphasize the word "wife."

The Tribrid furrows her eyebrows in confusion as she suddenly hears a faint humming sound coming from inside the bedroom.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before the woman finally responded, just as Hope turned the door knob, "Right, of course. Have a good night, Ms. Mikaelson."

Hope's breath gets caught in her throat, when she opens the door.

There was Josie, leaning back against the pillows, her eyes fluttering open to meet her own, her body bare, and the toy in her hand between her thighs moving in a way that left little to the imagination.

A surge of desire flooded through her as she watched the scene in front of her. Josie's eyes locked with hers, further fueling whatever sort of pleasure Josie was getting lost in. The air between them was thick with tension and unfulfilled desires.

Hope's voice comes out much lower, her lust taking over her senses as she realizes she hadn't responded to the woman on the phone, "I will."

Without another word, Hope ends the call, tosses her phone carelessly to the side, and she shuts the door behind her.

A soft gasp escaped Josie's lips as Hope took a predatory step closer.

The brunette bit her lip, her breath hitching as she watched Hope's every move.

She tilts her head, opening and closing her mouth when she nearly lets out a moan at Hope's intense gaze. She murmurs simply with a mischievous tug upward at the edge of her lips, "You made me wait."

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