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MICAH BLEU

Weston and I had our lifetimes worth of police stations and courtrooms but justice is why we do it, why we put ourselves through hours of waiting, listening, talking. Just to get justice.

Estella was charged with harassment and we officially had a restraining order against her, she was sent back to America and if she breaks her restraining order, she'll be sent to prison immediately.

To say the last few weeks were exhausting would be an understatement, both Weston and I felt like zombies but the outcome was worth it. Now we could both settle, without looking over our shoulders continuously or worrying that she'll break into my apartment.

The look on Weston's face calmed something inside of me, he believed this was the end which gave me hope he was right.

Weston had postponed a lot of his work, putting important projects and trips on hold. I knew what was coming, weeks on end of working late, working weekends.

Sometimes I wished that he wasn't the boss, so we could spend weekends together like every normal couple. Or our conversations don't have to be cut off because he has to answer his work phone.

I appreciate his hard work, for everything he has achieved. But sometimes I wished I could turn it all off so I could have him to myself on the weekends. Then reality hits and I realise that this is the life I've signed up for, this is everything Weston warned me of before we got together.

When I see him stressed, when he tosses and turns all night because work is spinning round and round his head, when he skips meals to do hours of calls without a break. It fucking destroys me to see him so tired and restless, then he continues on like nothing is wrong.

And now he was off to Berlin for a work trip, two weeks of client meetings and presentations.

Weston refused to go anywhere until Estella was dealt with and I felt grateful, he wanted to protect me, he wanted me to be safe knowing that his ex was still at large. But now she's back in America, it was time for things to go back to normal at work.

Feeling incredibly selfish for not wanting him to go, two weeks felt like an extremely long time. I hadn't been without him for longer than a couple days and yet weeks felt like a lifetime.

I waved him off on Friday night, he told me that I could stay at his apartment but the silence made me feel so lonely. No matter how nice the décor and space felt, without him it felt empty.

So I spent the time back at my flat, Valentina was delighted to have me home because I knew how much she had missed me. We both missed each other and I was excited for a few nights alone, just us two. Depending on how often Theo would be popping round, but even that I didn't mind.

Nine days had passed, if I said I wasn't counting down the days until Weston was home then I'd be an awful liar.

My heart ached just thinking about him, we barely had a chance to talk because he was so busy which I completely understood. It was just hard when you missed someone dearly.

It was a peaceful Saturday afternoon, the TV was blaring a series on Netflix I had started binge watching because I needed something to pass the time in the evenings after work.

Without warning the wall behind the TV starts to thumb and my eyes widen, moans and the bed creaking.

"Oh God," I comment to myself as I clench my eyes shut, moving my hands to cup my ears.

Listening to your best friend have sex is not the most ideal situation, especially with your manager.

Five minutes felt like five years, cringing to the core at the vibrations from Valentina's room. Desperate for it to be over so I could fully focus back on the series I was severely disinterested in but anything was more appealing than the headboard banging.

Soon Valentina and Theo emerge from her room, a sweet smile across her face. "Hey," she tells me as she walks to the kitchen table, grabbing her jacket draping over the chair.

"Hey man," Theo waves in my direction.

"Hey." I say avoiding eye contact at all costs.

"We're going to go to that baked potato restaurant to grab some dinner," Valentina comments as she slides her denim jacket onto her arms. "You want to come with us?"

I shake my head instantly. "No it's alright, you guys go."

"Alright." She smiles. "Text me if you want anything."

"Will do," I hold my hand up to them as they exit the front door.

My eyes settle back onto the TV, sighing into the pillow at how lame my Saturday night was but I didn't want to crash their date night. Not like they thought I would be doing that but to me, it felt like I would be.

It wasn't even late, merely past six. I silently grunt and reach for my phone, the screen flashes up as soon as it aims at my face. Weston's name pops up and I couldn't shake the sudden chill that ran down my spine at the sight of his name.

Without another thought I quickly unlock my phone and go straight to my texts, knowing that I had barely spoke to him these last couple of days, this was more than exciting.

Weston

I have had the longest day

Only just got back to the hotel

So relieved I can relax

How are you?

Micah

I'm okay, just missing you

How was your day?

It doesn't take long for Weston to reply, I'd like to think his phone was left on our messages so we could talk as much as possible. I wanted to know everything, the trip seemed interesting and the clients he would be liaising with.

There was so much I wanted to know.

Weston

I miss you too Micah

Yeah it's  been alright, desperate for a drink not going to lie

Micah

Treat yourself to a drink

You deserve it

And besides it's Saturday, have ten

The three dots don't flash up instantly and I drop my phone to the sofa, he probably wanted to shower, eat, drink and destress. Not spend the evening on his phone, as selfish as I wanted to be. He had needs too.

My core ached just thinking about him, his kisses, his touch, his hold. Everything.

Hating that my member decided to grow in my pants now, but just thinking about him set me off. Especially because he's probably striped down naked, showering and I'm here drooling over him.

Not being able to control myself any longer I rip myself from the sofa, grabbing my phone in the process and charging into my room. Slamming the door shut with my foot and jumping head first onto the bed.

I wriggle out of my shorts and then my boxers and lay on my back. My eyes look down to my hardened dick, desperate for a release. Sucking my bottom lip into my mouth as I wrap my hand around my length and take my phone with the other hand.

Clicking onto the camera app and angling the screen so that my dick was perfectly in the shot, pressing the record button before stroking my length. Shuddering as I flick my thumb across my sweet spot and jitter out a breath at the overwhelming sensations.

Too horny to care, I send it straight to Weston even though he hadn't replied to my last message yet.

Thirty seconds pass until Weston's name stretches across the top of my screen.

My cheeks hurt from smiling as I click on it a little too quickly.

Weston

Jesus fucking Christ Micah

Why are you doing this to me

Micah

Because I'm horny and thinking about you

I thought you'd like to see

My hand continues to shamelessly stroke my member, eagerly waiting for what Weston would say next. The idea of phone sex was thrilling, considering I've never done anything like this before, it was only making me more horny.

Notification pops up at the top of my screen, hovering my thumb over and pressing onto Weston's name. My eyes gravitate to the bottom, he had sent me a video too.

I instantly click play and watch as the video enlarges, Weston was laying on his back completely naked. His hard dick in hand, showing off his cascade of abs, toned and golden.

"Oh fuck," I mumble out as I watch him stroke himself, desperately trying to turn up the sound.

Just listening to him breathe deeply was making my cock ache painfully, wishing that he was here instead.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen, watching him made me want to scream and cum one hundred times over.

Weston

Are you going to make yourself cum?

Micah

Yes

Weston

Show me

I heave out a thick lustful breath and click to the top of Weston's name and FaceTime him. Within two seconds he had answered, admiring his toned stomach and his wandering hand that moves effortlessly up and down his length.

My head falls back to the bed as I angle the camera towards my dick, both of us matching each others rhythm.

I purse my lips as I stare back at his movements, grunting out as I brush over my sweet spot. Feeling my climax begin to build in the pit of my stomach, I clench everything as I pick up my speed.

"Holy fuck Micah," he groans out.

My eyes shut tightly at the sound of my name falling from my lips. "I'm gonna come," I declare.

Weston hums in satisfaction as I open up my eyes, his hand moving at a God's speed against his own cock. "Oh fuck," he huffs out again.

I bite down on my bottom lip as my cum shoots from my cock and lands onto my stomach, over and over as my body jitters from my overwhelming orgasm. Weston does the same, grunting out deeply as his cum drops onto his toned abs.

"Oh my God," I pant out as I close my eyes again, attempting to regain my breath.

"I never took you for a phone sex kind of guy," Weston's voice chuckles slightly before he moves the camera up to his face.

My stomach clenches at the sight of him, wanting nothing more than to kiss the shit out of him.

I copy his actions and move the phone to my face. "Me either," I admit with a smile. "Guess something just came over me."

Weston's lips stretch out into a breathtaking smile. "I miss you," he comments.

"I miss you too," I frown gently. "Like so much."

"A few more days and then I'm all yours."

"A few more days feels like torture," I groan as I roll onto my side, my eyes flicking between Weston's.

"If I can do it, you can do it," he tells me slowly.

"I guess," I admit eventually. "How's the trip been?"

"Germany is lovely," he nods before leaning up in his bed and leaning his phone against the night stand, giving me another view of his heavenly body. "The client dinners are great and the meetings have been successful."

"I'm glad," I smile. "Sounds like you've really got a lot done."

Weston hums as he grabs tissue to wipe away the cum that covered his stomach, then he pulls on his boxers. "A lot more clientele, international business is really important right now. Especially after everything that has happened these last few months."

"I'm pleased for you West," I nod enthusiastically. "I really am."

"The company really is going places," he explains before falling back onto the bed again, resting a hand behind his head.

I laugh quietly. "What are you talking about?" I smile. "The company is already massive, you've already gone places with the company Weston. You've achieved so much."

"I know," he nods. "But I want to expand the company worldwide, I really want to start doing more for charity and donating to those who don't have access to technology and software."

"Then you should," I agree as I switch hands to hold my phone. "Not only are you hot but you give to charity."

Weston laughs quietly and shakes his head. "Guess I'm just the best person on Earth," he says with a grin.

"I guess you are."

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Hello my loves, sorry this update is late! It's been a crazy week and December is soooo busy

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