Ivory Tower by Bruce Sterling

Author:Bruce Sterling [Sterling, Bruce]
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2010-03-07T17:16:09.296000+00:00

Chapter Nine

An hour later, sleep continued to elude Jenna. She couldn’t stop thinking about tomorrow. Technically, it was today. . Every time she closed her eyes, she envisioned herself blushing a fiery shade of red, unable to think much less talk, her brain completely blank, in front of a roomful of women.

About sex.

She missed Josh. He could talk her down off this ledge. And if he couldn’t, he’d make sure she forgot all about speaking, at least for a while.

Crap. She needed some sleep. Maybe room service would have aspirin. She reached for her phone in the dark and her hand closed around the box instead.

Tapping the light switch over her head, she turned the box over and over. Maybe the release would do her some good. Make her able to sleep. With fingers that shook, Jenna pulled out the vibrator. It was tiny and fit on her forefinger. Probably didn’t have any batteries. She flipped the switch and it came to life, startling her.

She watched it vibrate for a few seconds, then touched it to her neck and giggled. It tickled. She brought it down lower, along her clavicle. The sensation wasn’t unpleasant. Not at all. No longer a tickle, it was more of a pulse. A thrumming, one that echoed through her body, making it throb.

Sliding the thin strap of her nightgown off her shoulder, she pulled the lace fabric down until it crested her breast, leaving her nipple bare. Using the vibrator, she worked her hand around her breast, testing the feel. When she touched her nipple, it felt like a small electric shock running through her and she yanked her hand away. When the shock settled with wet need between her legs, she realized everything she’d read about vibrators was true. They really could play substitute. Sort of.

Her cell phone jingled and Jenna yelped, her cheeks instantly flaming with heat. She frantically searched for the vibrator’s off-switch while grabbing her phone. “Hello?”

“Jenna?”

“Josh?”

“Who else do you think it would be at three in the morning?”

“My mother.”

“If it were, you wouldn’t have answered.”

Truth be told, Jenna hadn’t even looked.

“I’m glad you did answer, though. I wasn’t sure you would. Are you...are you all right?”

No. I’m lying in a strange hotel room in a strange city and ... She glanced at the vibrator still on her finger. “I’m okay,” she answered.

“Good. I wanted to make sure.”

“I’m thinking of coming home tomorrow,” Jenna said.

“So you’re done with whatever soul-searching you wanted to do? That was quick.” Jenna heard the sense of relief he couldn’t quite disguise.

“Not exactly. I’m finding it’s...not what I expected.” She tried not to let her voice shake, but it seemed to have a mind of its own.

“Jenna...”

She swore she could hear him raking his hands through his hair and it made her smile. She loved to do that to him. They would watch television with his head in her lap and she would stroke his hair over and over again.

“I wish I were there to run my hands through your hair,” she said.

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