Day 4: Phone Sex

Day 4: Phone Sex

JJ was still recovering from the injury she'd sustained on their last case. The doctors hadn't cleared her to travel yet, which meant she had to stay behind while the rest of the team flew out for the new assignment. It wasn't easy for her to be left behind, not when she was so used to being in the thick of it, but she understood why they needed her to rest.

She leaned back on her couch, scrolling through her phone, trying to distract herself from the dull ache in her side where the stitches still pulled. It was late, and she knew the team was already settled into their hotel for the night. She wondered how Emily was doing—how the case was going. JJ missed her, more than she wanted to admit.

As if on cue, her phone lit up with Emily's name. A small smile tugged at JJ's lips as she answered, her heart lifting a little at the familiar sound of Emily's voice.

"Hey," Emily said, her voice warm but a little tired. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay," JJ replied, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. "Sore, but nothing I can't handle. How's the case going?"

Emily sighed, the sound heavy with exhaustion. "It's rough," she admitted. "We've been chasing down leads all day, and none of them are sticking. But enough about that. I want to know how you're really doing. You must be bored out of your mind."

JJ chuckled softly. "You know me too well. I've been going stir-crazy. Sitting around here all day, not being able to help—it's driving me nuts."

"I figured," Emily said, a small smile evident in her tone. "I miss having you here."

JJ's heart skipped a beat at the softness in Emily's voice. It wasn't often that Emily let her guard down, but when she did, it always caught JJ off guard. "I miss you too," JJ admitted, her voice quieter now.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, a moment where neither of them spoke, the silence thick with unspoken tension. JJ could almost picture Emily sitting on the bed in her hotel room, probably still in her suit, her tie loosened and her hair falling loosely around her shoulders. The thought made JJ's pulse quicken.

"I wish you were here," Emily said, her voice a little lower, a little rougher now. "It's not the same without you."

JJ bit her lip, her heart fluttering at the way Emily's tone had shifted. "I wish I was there too," she whispered, her mind drifting to thoughts she knew she probably shouldn't entertain. But something about the late hour, the quiet intimacy of their conversation, made it feel right. "What would you do if I was?"

The silence stretched for a moment, and when Emily spoke again, her voice had dropped even lower. "If you were here," she began slowly, "I'd probably be in your room right now. I wouldn't let you out of bed."

JJ's breath hitched, her body responding instantly to the suggestive tone in Emily's voice. "Is that so?" she asked, her voice soft, teasing.

"Mhm," Emily hummed, her tone sending a shiver down JJ's spine. "I'd make sure you're comfortable. I'd take my time… helping you relax."

JJ's lips parted, her heart pounding in her chest as she leaned back on the couch, her mind filling with images of Emily's hands on her body. "And how exactly would you do that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Emily chuckled softly, the sound deep and sensual. "Well, first, I'd make sure you were comfortable," she said, her voice low and deliberate. "I'd run my hands over your body, slowly. I wouldn't rush. I'd want to feel every inch of you, get you to the point where you're aching for more."

JJ's breath came in shallow bursts now, her body already reacting to the sound of Emily's voice, the intimacy of their conversation. "What else?" she whispered, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edge of her waistband.

"I'd start with your neck," Emily continued, her voice low and rough. "I know how sensitive it is. I'd kiss it, gently at first. And then I'd work my way down, letting my lips and hands explore every part of you."

JJ swallowed hard, her breath coming in ragged as she closed her eyes, picturing Emily's hands on her skin, the way she'd touch her. She shifted slightly, feeling the familiar heat pooling low in her belly. "God, Emily…" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Emily's chuckle was soft, but there was an edge of heat to it now. "You like that, don't you?" she asked, her tone teasing but full of desire. "You'd let me take control, wouldn't you? Let me do whatever I wanted to you."

"Yes," JJ breathed, her fingers sliding lower, grazing the skin just above the waistband of her pants. "You know I would."

"Good," Emily whispered, her voice sending a shiver down JJ's spine. "Because if you were here, I'd have you laid out on the bed by now. I'd strip you down, slowly, taking my time. I wouldn't let you move. I'd want to be the one in charge."

JJ moaned softly, her fingers dipping just beneath the waistband of her pants, teasing herself as she listened to Emily's voice. "Emily…"

"I'd kiss you everywhere," Emily continued, her voice low and commanding. "And when you're begging for more, when you can't take it anymore… that's when I'd finally touch you where you need it most."

JJ's body trembled at the words, her fingers sliding lower, grazing the slick wetness that had already started to pool between her thighs. "Emily, I—" JJ's breath hitched, her fingers pressing more firmly as she pictured Emily's hands on her, doing exactly what she was describing.

"Are you touching yourself right now?" Emily asked, her voice full of heat.

JJ swallowed hard, her heart racing as she nodded, even though Emily couldn't see her. "Yes," she whispered, her voice shaky.

"Good," Emily growled softly. "Keep going. I want you to imagine it's me. Imagine my fingers inside you, fucking you slowly, making you come."

JJ's breath came in short, desperate gasps now as her fingers worked faster, slipping inside herself as her body arched off the couch. She could hear Emily's breathing quicken on the other end of the line, the sound of her voice sending shivers through her.

"Do you feel that?" Emily asked, her voice low and commanding. "Do you feel how wet you are for me?"

JJ moaned, her fingers sliding in and out in a steady rhythm as she bit down on her lip, trying to stifle the sounds escaping her throat. "Yes… God, yes…"

"I'd fuck you harder," Emily growled, her voice rough with desire. "You'd be screaming my name by now."

JJ's body trembled violently, her hips bucking as she imagined Emily's fingers working inside her, her body responding to every word. She was close—so close—but she wasn't ready to let go just yet. She needed more, needed to hear Emily's voice guiding her over the edge.

"Don't stop," Emily whispered, her voice full of command. "I want you to come for me, JJ. I want to hear you scream."

JJ's breath caught in her throat as her body tensed, her fingers moving faster as the pleasure built inside her, coiling tight. She was right on the edge, teetering between control and release, but the sound of Emily's voice, the way she commanded her, pushed her further.

"I'm so close," JJ gasped, her voice breathless as she bucked against her own hand, her entire body shaking with the force of the pleasure building inside her.

Emily's voice came through the phone like a command she couldn't resist. "Come for me, JJ," she growled, her tone dark, full of desire. "I want to hear you scream."

That was all it took. JJ's body tensed, her fingers moving faster as the tight coil of pleasure deep inside her finally snapped. She cried out, her back arching off the couch, her head falling back as waves of intense pleasure ripped through her. Her moans filled the room, the sound of Emily's voice still echoing in her ear, grounding her through the overwhelming sensation.

"Emily…" JJ gasped, her breath catching as her body convulsed, her hips rocking as the orgasm took hold of her completely. Her fingers moved inside her, riding out the aftershocks as her body trembled uncontrollably.

On the other end of the line, Emily's voice was soft but thick with satisfaction. "That's it," she murmured, her breath uneven, as if she was feeling every bit of JJ's release along with her. "God, you sound so beautiful when you come."

JJ's body finally began to relax, her breath still coming in short, ragged gasps as she collapsed back against the couch, completely spent. Her fingers slipped out of her as the last waves of pleasure ebbed away, leaving her feeling warm and lightheaded.

"Emily…" JJ whispered, her voice shaky, still coming down from the high of the orgasm. "That was…"

"Incredible?" Emily teased, her voice low and amused. JJ could hear the smile in her tone, and it made her heart flutter. "I wish I was there to see it."

JJ smiled weakly, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. "Me too," she murmured. "God, I need you here."

There was a moment of silence, and when Emily spoke again, her voice had softened, filled with warmth. "We'll be back soon," she promised. "And when I get home, I'm going to make you come again… and again."

JJ smiled, her heart still racing, her body still humming from the intensity of her release. But there was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she replied, her voice soft but full of intent. "I want to make you feel good, too," she whispered.

Emily's chuckle on the other end of the line was low, almost a growl. "Is that so?" she asked, the heat in her voice undeniable. "You think you know what I need?"

"Oh, I know what you need," JJ purred, a smile tugging at her lips. She shifted on the couch, getting more comfortable, her mind already filling with images of Emily. "I know exactly what you like, especially when I service you. When I keep my mouth on your clit until you can't think straight… until you come so much that you squirt. Remember that time in the hotel, when we had to call room service to change the sheets?"

There was a sharp intake of breath from Emily on the other end, and JJ could picture her now—sitting on the edge of the hotel bed, her hand already starting to drift lower. "JJ…" Emily's voice was tight, low, like she was trying to maintain control, but JJ could hear the desire laced in every word.

"You like it when I play with your ass too, don't you?" JJ continued, her tone soft but knowing. "Even though you pretend you don't. You always act like you're not into it, but your body says otherwise. You love it when I use my fingers back there, don't you?"

Emily's breath hitched audibly, and JJ smiled to herself, knowing she was pushing Emily exactly where she wanted her. "You… you think you know me that well, huh?"

"I do," JJ replied, her voice full of confidence. "And I know how much you love the double-sided dildo. You love the way you can feel how wet I am when we use it. The way our juices mix together. I know how much that gets you off."

Emily let out a low groan, her breath coming in shallow bursts now. "JJ…"

JJ leaned back against the cushions, her eyes half-lidded as she pictured Emily touching herself, her strong body responding to every word. "You like it when I get rough with you," JJ continued, her voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper. "When I pin you down, when I make you take it. You love being in control, but sometimes… you need to give that up. You need me to take over."

Emily's breath was uneven now, the sounds of her breathing filling the silence on the other end of the phone. JJ could imagine her perfectly—her hand slipping between her legs, her fingers sliding through the wetness that had started to pool there, just from the sound of JJ's voice.

"What are you doing right now?" JJ asked softly, her voice full of command.

"Touching myself," Emily breathed, her voice shaking slightly. "Just like you want."

JJ bit her lip, a rush of heat surging through her body at the thought of Emily, alone in her hotel room, her hand between her legs, her body responding to JJ's words. "Good," JJ murmured. "I want you to imagine it's me. Imagine my mouth on you, licking you slowly, teasing you, taking my time. Just like I know you like."

Emily let out a soft moan, and JJ's pulse quickened. "Are you wet for me, Emily?" she asked, her voice dropping lower, more demanding.

"So wet," Emily gasped, her breath coming in short bursts now. "God, JJ…"

JJ's smile deepened, her mind filled with the image of Emily sprawled out on the bed, her fingers slipping through the slick wetness, her body trembling as she tried to keep control. "I know you're close," JJ whispered. "But don't come yet. Not until I say so."

Emily groaned in frustration, her breath coming faster now. "You're killing me."

JJ chuckled softly, her voice full of dark satisfaction. "You love it," she teased. "You love being told what to do. You pretend like you're always in control, but deep down, you want to be taken care of. You want me to take control of you."

Emily's only response was a desperate whimper, and JJ knew she had her exactly where she wanted her. "I'm going to make you come so hard when I get home," JJ promised, her voice low and full of heat. "I'm going to make you scream my name."

Emily's breath hitched again, her body trembling as she followed JJ's words, the heat between her legs building with every passing second. "JJ… please…"

"Use three fingers on yourself," JJ commanded, her voice firm. "I want you to imagine my fingers inside you, fucking you deep, stretching you. Feel how wet you are for me."

Emily moaned again, the sound desperate and breathless, and JJ knew she was close—so close. "Are you thinking about how much I'm going to make you squirt when I get home?" JJ teased, her tone dark and full of intent. "I'm going to keep my mouth on you until you can't take it anymore. You're going to come so hard, we're going to have to wash the sheets."

"God, JJ…" Emily's voice was barely a whisper now, full of need. "I need to…"

"Not yet," JJ growled, her voice low and full of command. "I want you to hold it. I want you to wait until I tell you to come."

Emily let out a desperate whimper, her body shaking as she fought to hold back, her fingers moving faster, more frantically now. "I can't…"

"Yes, you can," JJ whispered, her voice full of dark satisfaction. "You're going to hold it. You're going to wait. Because you love being told what to do. You love it when I take control of you, don't you?"

Emily's breath was ragged, her body trembling uncontrollably. "Yes…" she gasped. "I love it… God, I love it…"

JJ smiled, her voice soft but commanding as she gave the final order. "Now. Come for me, Emily."

Emily's moan was loud, raw, and desperate as her body finally gave in, the orgasm crashing through her with brutal force. JJ could hear the wet sounds of Emily's fingers moving faster, her breath catching in her throat as her body convulsed, the pleasure ripping through her.

"JJ…" Emily gasped, her voice breaking as she came, her moans loud and uncontrollable. JJ could picture it all—Emily's body shaking, her fingers working furiously as she came, her hips bucking as she surrendered completely to the pleasure.

"That's it," JJ murmured, her voice full of praise. "Let go, baby. I want to hear you."

Emily's breath came in short, desperate bursts as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her body trembling as she gasped for air. JJ could hear every sound—the moans, the gasps, the quiet curses—and it sent a shiver of satisfaction through her.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Emily's breathing began to slow, the intensity of the moment fading into a warm, languid afterglow. JJ smiled, her voice softening as she spoke. "You're amazing, you know that?"

Emily let out a shaky laugh, still breathless from her release. "You're the one who's amazing," she murmured. "God, JJ…"

JJ grinned, feeling a rush of warmth in her chest. "I'm glad I could help."

Emily's voice was soft, affectionate now. "You always do."