A/N: it is currently 02:21am. this chapter is my longest yet at a whopping 4,800 words. i hope you guys enjoy. please interact with this or i might cry. enjoy :')
WARNINGS: SMUT, PHONE SEX, MASTURBATION, DIRTY TALK, feelings 🥲
Bridget's POV
"I hate that I'm away so often, we've only hung out a handful of times and we've been dating for 4 weeks." Elijah sighed over the phone.
I was sitting on the couch fiddling with the drawstrings on my shorts, "It sucks. I miss you."
"I miss you too...have anything planned for the weekend?" He asked.
I looked at the sparkly blue dress hung up on my bathroom door and bit my lip, "Nope. Working non-stop though."
"Oh really? Will you be able to call tomorrow night? It's my only night off so I though we could maybe facetime." He suggested with an implying tone.
I looked back at the dress and the shoes and swallowed, "Tomorrow I'm on the night shift and closing up. Sorry."
"Damn...when I get back I will spend every fucking second with you, just wait."
I giggled, shuffling down so I was lying on my couch, "Oh yeah? What will we do?"
"Well, I was thinking I would take you out to dinner and we'd walk around town for a bit. Then we'd go back to my place, drink a little, listen to some music and..."
"And?" I prompted.
"You know what." He chuckled.
"I don't!"
"Yes you do."
"Elijah, I don't."
I heard him readjust his position in bed, "I'd fuck you."
I bit my lip, "You would?"
"Uh-huh."
I gulped, "What would you uh...what would you do?"
"I'd kiss all over your body until I got to your underwear..."
I slipped my hand underneath my pants, "Yeah..."
"And I'd lick your pussy till you scream."
I rubbed my clit and arched my back, "Fuck." I moaned.
"Are you touching yourself?" He asked.
"Mm-hmm."
"Are you thinking of me?" He asked.
I stayed silent, my eyes closing and my fingers speeding up.
"I'm thinking of you...running my hand up and down my dick."
He sounded so much like Tom.
I moaned into the microphone.
"Can't wait to be inside you, baby." He groaned.
"Fuck, yes." I hummed.
"Can't wait to cum inside you."
I moaned louder, a familiar knot tightening in my stomach.
"You like that? You want me to cum in you?"
"Yes!" I moaned, feeling my high approaching.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He announced before groaning and moaning my name through the phone.
"I'm gonna- oh shit!" I quickly turned the microphone off and moaned.
"Yes! Fuck! Tom, yes!" I moaned, coming undone.
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Neighbours
FanfictionBridget Hope is a waitress newly moved to London. Tom Holland, an aspiring actor is her new next door neighbour. Despite their physical attraction towards each other, Bridget resents against him, not wanting to get trapped in his playboy antics. But...