Dear María

The crowd in San Diego was insanily crazy and I was so excited to start the show. However, I also wanted it to end, because that meant showering, dressing up, and talking to my beautiful girlfriend.
We’ve been talking since I left Barcelona to pack my stuff and leave for tour. She usually called me and then we moved the conversation to Skype, or vice-versa. Also, we texted each other all night and she would casually send me some nudes. Ok, she didn’t send me any when I asked her to, but a man can dream. What I liked the most of it was hearing her smile, that was When the show was over, I said something stupid in the microphone and jumped off stage, and practically ran to the showers. I cleaned my body carefully and took care of my hair then I rinsed all the foam off my body and wrapped a tower around my hips as I walked to my bunk and put on some boxers. Just when I unlocked my phone and laid on my bunk, it went off. I smiled when my girlfriend’s picture appeared on the screen and I brought the phone to my ear.
“Hey, beautiful” I greeted in a low voice.
“Hey, sexy” she greeted me in the same tone, “How was the show?”
“Awesome, the crowd was crazy!” I heard her chuckle softly, “How was today’s class?” I asked.
“Not as good” she sounded a bit weak.
“Why’s that?” I frowned.
"It was very hot outside and I almost fainted” she sighed.
“Aw, my poor babygirl. Are you alright now?”
“Yeah, kind of. I’m sorry for Stella because Oriol had to take her to the paddock early” I heard her pout.
“Hey, don’t worry about her” I assured her, “I’m sure that she didn’t want to stay any longer under the sun either” I smiled.
“Yeah, you’re right” I pictured her smiling.
“I have a question” I started, she hummed for me to continue. “Could I try to ride her sometime? Like a walk or something?” I shut my eyes, embarrased and in case she got angry or something.
“Of course!” she chuckled, “She kind of misses you”
“I’m sure about that” I chuckled, “Do you?”
“Of course I do. I miss cuddling with you on the couch, or falling asleep in your arms” she said softly.
“I miss you and your sexy body as well” I chuckled and imagined her mentally slapping my shoulder.
“Okay, so I’m here, telling you cute stuff and you anwer me with a sexual reference, okay, that’s understandable” she scoffed sarcastically, in a mock anger.
“It’s true! And please, you can’t deny you miss this body as well” I pointed at my body up and down with a smirk. It was pointless because she didn’t see me, but I knew she was imagining myself doing that.
“True” she giggled, “You got me there, sex symbol” I chuckled in response.
“I knew it!” I raised my voice slightly to make it sound like a shout on the phone, earning a chuckle from her.
“Yeah, but I guess you don’t know what I’m wearing right now” she chuckled softly and I tried to sound innocent.
“Hmm… I guess it’s 2pm in Spain, more or less, so… I guess you’re still in your riding clothes?”
“You’re almost right with the time, but you missed I already finished the class”
Fuck. Her class started at 1pm and normally finished at 2:30pm, plus the 45 minutes from the centre to her house and her long shower… It was later than 2pm, I mentally slapped myself.
“I guess you’re in your pajamas?”
“Hmm… nope” I heard her smirk.
I bit my lip and imagined her laid on her couch, completely naked and lying on her stomach.
“I give up. Tell me” I said nervously.
“Are you already turned on?” she asked with a chuckle.
“A little” I lied, looking at the bulge forming in my boxers.
“Are you sure?” I heard her smirk.
“Yeah, I’m fucking sure! Can you please say it?” I blurred out. I didn’t mean to sound too harsh and was about to apologize, but I heard María giggle on the phone and relaxed.
“I’m actually wearing clothes, you perv” she accussed me, I smirked in response.
“Where are you going?” I asked, knowing she only put normal clothes on after horseriding if she had to go somewhere.
“I’m going out with Ruben and some friends of his, I hope you don’t mind” she added the last bit concerned.
“It’s fine, as long as you don’t get highly intoxicated” I chuckled.
“I’ll try” she giggled.
“Oh, but if you do, send me some nudes, please!” I said like a little boy reminding his mother not to forget to order fries with his hamburger.
“Not even in your dreams, Barakat” she said with a smirk.
“That’s unfortunate, because in my dreams you do” I snapped back with a grin.
“Mhm” she humed in a teasing tone, “Well, Jacky, I have to go” I heard her pout.
“I love you” I smiled.
“I love you too, Jacky” she said softly, “I’ll call you later, if I’m not too intoxicated”
“Alright, have fun, babe” I said with the same soft voice, but adding a bit of my low, husky voice. “Bye, perv” she chuckled.
“And remember the nudes” I said before she hung up, but I knew she heard me.
I rested my phone next to my head when my eyes focused on my boxers. Guess I have to take care of this problem now.
But it was useless because, guess who finally got nudes from his highly intoxicated girlfriend?
This guy!

Notes

Hey, lovies! How are your summer vacations going? :))

Title credit: If These Sheets Were States by All Time Low.