Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
“Maybe I’m getting a little addicted to you,” he said. “It wasn’t enough time.”
I sighed. “Like I said earlier, every additional moment we spend together is going to make things more difficult. Just trying to do my part to make things easier, I guess.”
“How’s your leg? Still okay?”
“Feels perfectly fine now. I think I’m gonna live, no thanks to your golden shower.”
“Good.”
I felt the low vibration of his laughter all through my body.
When he stopped, I could hear him breathing on the line. His breathing alone was enough to make me want to stick my hand down my panties. I couldn’t take much more of this need for him. It was literally making me crazy. I’d never been so damn horny in my entire life.
“I’ve thought of you every night when I do it,” he finally said.
It took me a few moments to realize what he was referring to.
Oh, God. I swallowed. “Oh yeah?”
“You were trying to get me to admit that, but I was too ashamed, because I still somehow feel like it’s wrong to think of you sexually. But the truth is… I fucking think of you that way all the damn time.”
“Why would you be ashamed of something so natural, Tate? We can’t help how we feel in that regard.”
“I don’t have an answer for that, except to say that even when I try not to think of you, it doesn’t work. It’s like you’re etched in my brain.”
“I think that’s because you haven’t satisfied the itch. It probably won’t ever go away as long as we’re physically around each other. But you’ve already closed the door on anything happening.” I paused for a long moment. “You should do it right now…over the phone.”
“You want me to jerk off while you listen?”
“Not just listen. I’ll join you.” I bit my bottom lip.
He hissed. “I don’t know…”
“You won’t be touching me. How much damage can virtual mutual masturbation cause?”
He said nothing.
I lay farther back and rubbed my legs along the sheets. “You mean to tell me you didn’t have sex on the mind when you called me just now?”
“Not gonna deny that. I’ve been thinking about sex all night.”
“Well, we have that in common.” I paused. “What would you do if I showed up at your room right now, Tate?”
“Please don’t,” he said, his voice strained. “Seriously. Don’t.”
“Okay. I’ll stay right here if this is where you want me…”
His breathing changed, becoming labored and heavy. I could hear the rustling of sheets.
“Are you doing it right now?” I asked.
“Yes,” he breathed.
Desire shot through me. I slipped my hand beneath my panties and began to rub myself. “Me, too.”
“Good…” he murmured.
I let out a long exhale. “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking of your ass in that thong tonight. Picturing you bent over.”
“I definitely would’ve bent over for you.”
“Don’t say that.” He groaned. “I want to be inside you so badly.”
“Not more than I want you inside me.”
“Stick your fingers inside and pretend it’s me,” he demanded.
“Only one finger, right?” I teased.
“You’re such a brat.” He chuckled. “But since you asked…as many as you can fit.”
“Well, okay then,” I whispered.
“Only you can make me laugh in a moment of heat.” He sighed.
Several seconds passed with us just breathing.
“I bet you’re so wet,” he rasped.
“I am.”
“I wish I could taste it. Are you spreading your legs?”
“Yes. Wide open for you.”
“Imagine my mouth on your pussy.”
“I’d dig my nails into your hair and push your face into me.”
“Good.” He exhaled. “I’d lick you dry.”
My muscles contracted. I nearly came at those words.
“I wish you could taste how turned on I am, Tate. How much you turn me on.”
This little phone exchange was the most arousing thing I’d ever experienced. I was certainly far more turned on than I’d ever been during sex with Daniel.
“I’d give anything to taste you right now, Blair.”
Spurred on by this sudden change in Tate, I felt my climax building.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I announced.
“Holy shit.” He groaned.
As the muscles between my legs pulsed, I heard him coming right along with me.
And then…euphoria. As I came down from my orgasm, it felt nearly overwhelming—and painful, like I might die if I never got to experience truly being with him.
Despite how amazing it was, this phone sex had done nothing to tame the need inside of me. I lay limp, captivated by a man who wasn’t even in the room with me. And I realized the worst had already happened.
In a sense, Tate was inside of me. He owned my heart and soul after only a couple of days.
Chapter 10
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TATE
I woke up on Friday morning more eager to see Blair than ever. And not just because last night had been freaking amazing. I would’ve been this excited to see her even if she hadn’t been responsible for the most mind-blowing orgasm I’d had in ages.