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i miss you (pt. 2)

Lashana Lynchx Fem!Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Smut! NSFW! Phone Sex! Maybe a little angst?

Anyways this is part two! I could definitely do a third part but I’m thinking of maybe starting another mini series. Just lmk!!

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Previously: 

Aiming your attention back to the television, your eyes scanned for the gorgeous dark skinned woman who happens to be your fiancé. 

You noticed the quickness of how her eyebrows shoot up, announcing something that had surprised her. 

Slyly, Lashana peers at something that held her attention on the table…

You sadly were not able to see your fiancé's reaction due to the camera panning out to other members of the audience.

But you knew you had her attention.

This is easily the most excited you’ve been all week. Lashana had been busy getting “Oscar” ready this previous week, which also means you have been bored all week. Of course, she kept you tame with the late-night phone calls, and the sweet but simple “I’m thinking about you my love”

You were an introvert to say the least. a homebody. Which was interesting to say the least, especially considering who you were with. You thrived being in your own space, especially the space the two of you shared together. With the countless indoor plants you two have accumulated over the years, you basically lived in a jungle. The big bright open windows that let in enough light that there was never a dark corner in your house. You were used to her going on work trips, but it never hurt any less.

You got back up, enough of that. Pouring yourself yet another glass of wine you made your way back to your room, not forgetting your phone on the couch.

Standing in front of your mirror arching that curve in your back, you snap another photo. You set your glass down on the nightstand and threw yourself down on the bed. Getting the photo ready to be sent, the dooming read under the last photo you sent.

You captioned your new photo with “If you’re not going to help me, I’ll do it myself.”

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Sent.

You licked your lips in anticipation, feeling your arousal grow between your thighs. You had always been such a good girl, Lashana was always making sure you knew “What a good girl you are for me Y/N” she would coo.

 Pressing your thighs together tighter, you began to ponder on what Lashana would do if she caught you like this. On the bed, slightly intoxicated and in your best lingerie. Your thighs pressed tightly together for any sort of friction. Your current state reminds you of why you are here in the first place.

 All week you had been left alone, and since your fiancé had been so busy that meant you had been almost been entirely left alone.  It seemed whenever you had needed her most – in a situation a lot like this one- she just did not have the time. There was always something that needed to be done. You knew that this was a work trip, and not just any work trip but the Oscars.

 But you do not care.

 With the wine in your blood stream, making you a lot more confident than you usually are. You decide to be selfish. Afterall, you have needs to, right? Needs that are very much not being-

 (Bzzzzzz)

 (Bzzzzzz)

 Your phone vibrating snapped you out of your head, you smirked again.

 Ever so slowly you picked up your phone Lashana’s picture displayed as your phone rang, your lower body was pulsing with anticipation. You decided to let it ring a few times before answering it and putting it to your ear.

 “Love?” you asked when it was quiet.

 You heard some heavy breathing on the other end, and in the distance, you could hear toilets flushing and water faucets turning on. She is in the bathroom you thought, oh you’re in trouble.

 “What. Do. You. Think. You. Are. Doing Y/N?” Lashana asked you. Enunciating every syllable.  Before you could even answer she spoke again

 “Because I know you had better not be playing with that pretty pussy, my pretty pussy” She just about growled into the phone.

 Just like that, your panties were soaked. The pressure from you pressing your thighs together wasn’t enough anymore. You took a quick look around your room to find anything that wouldn’t alert your lover of what you were doing.

 Bingo.

 Grabbing a pillow from the bed you shared, you straddled it almost hissing at the contact your clothed clit so desperately desired.

 “And if I was?” You started; your voice slyly asks. “What if I told you I’m humping this pretty little pussy on your pillow? Hmmmm?” Snapping yet another photo to send to your beloved.

 You heard her suck in a quick breath, and possibly something in the back of her throat but the background was bustling around too much.

 “Let me hear you baby, Fuck make the neighbors hear you” Lashana breathed into the phone.

You quietly whimpered into the phone as you made began to move your hips at an ungodly slow speed.

 “Louder.” Your fiancé demands. “ I want the fucking Queen herself to hear that mess you’ll be making on my pillow”

 Speeding up your rhythm of your hips you moan loudly, feeling the spot right below your abdominal area begin to tense up.

 “That’s it my dirty girl, keep going.” Lashana’s voice had a husky film over it, signifying her lust as well.

 Becoming a moaning mess, you speed your rhythm up even more. Your clothed swollen clit aching for your release.

 “Come for me, (Y/N)” You were practically screaming her name into the phone when you came, those words sending you into complete ecstasy. Felling the warmth pool in your stomach, you flop back onto the bed.  You could hear the breaths coming from your fiancé on the other line, she must have come too, you thought.

 Deciding to break the silence, you began “That was-“but Lashana cut you off.

 “I’m catching the next Red-Eye to London. Do Not even think about touching yourself until I arrive” You heard the beep, beep, beep signaling that she had hung up.

 Oh you were in trouble.

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