Hiding behind his words | Closed

Carly,

I love that you have such a passion for the written word like myself. It's why I took a liking to you those many letter ago. I can picture you in a tutu, dancing around a stage, you would of been the centre of attention in any show. However I am eternally thankful, you decided to pursue a different career.

In regards to my childhood, I've always been a bit or a nerd. I loved reading, and had an over active imagination from very young. It some times got me into trouble, as I told stories about monsters or terrible things people had done, that was all made up.

Even in adult hood, some of my childhood quirks continue to shine through. I continuously forget things, little things, like locking doors, or closing the refrigerator. It's a good thing I live in a reasonably safe little village, or someone could sneak in at night.

I'd love to test how flexible you really are, maybe when I finally get my first draft finished, I'll come up to London you let you give it a read over. However that is a few months away at the very least.

Until we meet again, Benjamin.

P.s. I hope you enjoy the excerpt.

Benjamin penned the response and sealed it in an envelope, with another excerpt he'd written up in an attempt to clear his mind of images of her. It was rather risque, but held the genuine Prescott flair.

@ Aoibhe

Carly sighed a little as she read his letter, hearing him say it would be months before he was willing to venture outside of his house to see her again. It wasn't even a sexual frustration that had Carly all wound up, it was a need for touch, to hold hands or hug him. Just to brush fingers as they sat and had dinner, talkig.

Kirby found herself ultimately sad as she replied to his letter, even the Excerpt, which while truly exciting her, and stirring up all kinds of Sexual fantasies she never realised she had made her feel lonely, she would prefer to do it than read about it in a piece of paper.

To my sweet Benjamin,

I do dso find it hard to imagine you as a child. Not to accuse you of being old, more so I find you so eloquent and intelligent that I simply cannot picture you to ever be so immature. I hope you don't take offense to this, I mean it in a most complimentary way.

Oh buggar, Ben I feel it is easier to just be honest with you. This is my 8th rewrite of this letter. Each time, my words simply do not sit well o the page. I get such a sense of longing to see you, that each word I pen reeks of desperation, and o now realise I must simply except that.

I loved your new excerpt, it certainly kept me up thinking the apst few night.. and possibly doing more than thinking. Months seem long to wait, but I believe you are worth it.

Yours, Carly x

She sent the letter with a great reluctance in her heart, wondering if she had perhaps been too honest.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin felt bad reading her letter. He sat down thinking for awhile, and didn't know how to pen a response. As the sun drifted below the horizon, he found himself staring at his phone.

He picked it up gently, and called her hoping she would pick up.

@ Aoibhe

Carly had been laying on the couch, reading over Benjamin's letters again when she saw her phone go off. She walked over to the kitchen table and picked it up, excited to see Ben's number across the screen.

"Hello, how are you" she answer d happily, sinking down in to the couch as she heard his voice.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin smiled hearing her voice. He relaxed into his favorite chair. "Good evening Carly, I am well, I just felt bad that we hadn't spoken in so long," he said softly. He looked out his window, "how have you been?" he askedd

@ Aoibhe

"I've been good, work is absolute mayhem at the moment but otherwise I have been fine! How are you?" She asked, clutching the phone to her ear not wanting to miss a single word. "Is the new book going any better?" She asked him kindly.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin chuckled softly, he sat back enjoying the sound of her voice. "I'm glad to hear you've been okay, I'm doing good. I've gotten some more of the book done, but it's far from completion," he said softly. "You have been an endless source of inspiration for it, so thank you," he commented.

@ Aoibhe

Carly grinned as she listened to him. "I'm your inspiration? Well my it must be severely boring" she teased lightly, even thought made her glow to think she was the inspiration for one of Benjamin Prescott's novels. "Can I hear any of it yet?" She asked him. Her mind began to wander, she wondered how much interaction did he have with other people, did he tell them about her?

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin chuckled lightly, "oh no it's amazingly interesting," he said softly. He sat back, and relaxed. His hand lightly rubbed himself through his pants as they were speaking. "Carly, I couldn't possibly part with any part of it yet, but maybe one day soon," he commented.

He smiled softly, "So Carly, I wanted to thank you for those pictures, they're delightful," he said softly. "Is there anything I could give you to repay the favor?" he asked

@ Aoibhe

Carly pouted slight but told him that it was okay, she understood. A smirk worked it way across her face as he brought up the photos. "Are you thinking about those photos right now?" She asked him, her voice low as giggled cheekily. "Tell me how they made you feel" she said, running her hand through her hair as she hot up and moved in to her bedroom.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin chuckled softly, "I am now, that you mentioned them again," he admitted. He sat back, continuing to rub himself through his pants. "They arouse me, if I'm honest, was that your intention when you sent them to me?" he asked her. A gentle moan escaped his lips, as he relaxed back. "How does knowing that make you feel?"

@ Aoibhe

Carly smiled as she heard him moan gently. "That was exactly my intentions Ben. And knowing that I turn you on turns me on" she said with a small laugh. Carly lay back on her bed, her sand slipping between her thighs rubbing over her thong. "Are you aroused right now been?" She asked softly.

@ A Drop On the Window

Ben moaned softly, "I am I'm currently teasing myself, what would you do about that if you were here?" he asked her softly. He slipped his hand into his pants, gently rubbing himself to images of her in his brain.

@ Aoibhe

Carly let her hand slip behind the lace of her underwear, gently beginning to pleasure herself. She let out a soft moan. "First, I would gently sit on your lap and kiss you, before letting my hand wrap it's way around your penis and slowly start to pleasure you" she told him.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin chuckled softly, "Oh really, well I'd run my hands gently down you belly, tracing loving circles across your skin," he commented. He moaned gently, "I'd kiss you, as I ventured lower, and began to tease your clit lightly."

@ Aoibhe

Kirby ran her fingers of one hand over her skin, her eyes closed as she tried to imagine it was Benjamin. She let a finger slip inside her as her moans grew a little louder. "I'm wet just thinking about that Ben.. I'd want to take you in my mouth, pleasure you with my tongue" she told him softly, her torso curling against the bedsheets.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin moaned softly, feeling his cock twitch at her comment. He continued to lightly rub himself. "I'd want to continue to tease your sex with my hands, before moving us to a bed, so while you pleasured me with your tongue, I could tease your wetness with my own," he commented. He could practically smell her sex on his nose. He was beginning to long to do this for real.

@ Aoibhe

Carly began to pleasure herself a little faster, already feeling an orgasm creeping up on her as t the thought of Benjamin doing these things. She moaned his name softly, her mouth finding it hard to form words as she felt the first in a series of orgasms. "I want to feel you inside me Been" she whispered in to the phone.

@ A Drop On the Window

Benjamin moaned louder, her moans driving him on. He chuckled softly, "I'd keep licking you and pleasuring you with my hands, until you begged me to fuck you," he said softly. He sat back, "come for me Carly, come for your Benjamin," he ordered her over the phone.

@ Aoibhe

Carly smiled softly, there was no sign of the naive Benjamin she had become accustomed to and she really liked it. She listened to his demand, and slipped another finger in to herself as her moans grew even louder. "Fuck ben.." she panted in to the phone, into her orgasm was most a scream. "Oh my God Ben I'm coming... Oh fuck" she said, panting as her moans grew quieter again.

@ A Drop On the Window