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“Buck naked.”
“How do you look naked?” she whispers again.
I’m a well-respected attorney with a child, so there is zero chance in hell I’m sending a dick pic to anyone, even this woman.
“Like every dream you’ve ever had.”
That’s all it takes to break her. I know without question that the phone tumbles out of her hand when she comes because I hear the addictive sound of her moans before they start echoing in the distance.
I’m right behind her, grunting my way through my release as thick ropes of cum land on my stomach and hand.
“You made a fucking mess, Thorsen,” I say to myself as I come down from the high while still trying to make out what’s happening on the other end of the call.
“Carrie?” I ask tentatively.
“I’m here,” she says in a breathy tone. “I need to go.”
I don’t push. I don’t ask for more. I just give her what she wants and what I know she needs from me. “Goodnight, Carrie. I hope you sleep well.”
“Oh, I think I will,” she laughs lightly. “Goodnight, Rook.”
The call ends, and I toss my head back into the soft leather of my office chair.
I wanted her to dive her fingers inside her pussy for me. I wanted her to pump them and imagine they were mine. I wanted so much, so goddamn much more, but I’m satisfied for now.
With an uncontrollable smile on my lips, I close my eyes and imagine what she must have looked like when she came for me.
With any luck, I’ll see it all for myself very soon.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Carrie
“You look a little tired,” Telford comments as he digs into a breakfast bowl he brought from home. “Are you sure you don’t want a taste of this?”
I shake my head since I already filled up on the fruit salad I made from some of the produce I found in Abby’s fridge this morning. “I’m good.”
“You’re missing out on some delicious sausage.”
I stifle a laugh. “Good to know, but I’m fine.”
He nods. “The countdown is on to my proposal. I’m feeling pretty good about it.”
I’m glad to hear that, but it’s hard to focus on anything he’s saying because not only am I dead tired, but I’m more satisfied than I’ve ever been sexually.
I’m not sure if what I did with Rook late last night can be classified as phone sex, but it was amazing.
I did have my hand on my pussy when I had the best orgasm of my life, but it had a lot more to do with his voice than my fingers.
“Did Cindy keep you up?” he asks, his eyes narrowing behind his glasses. “That’s it, isn’t it?”
That’s as far from the truth as he can guess. When I got home from dinner, Cindy was fast asleep on Abby and Declan’s bed. I set out a fresh bowl of water for her, and a single serving of the dry food that Abby told me Cindy prefers in the evening. It was gone when I woke up this morning at five, but Cindy was back asleep on Abby’s pillow.
A subject change is in order, so I make it happen. “Do you think Cam has any idea that you’re going to ask him to marry you?”
“No,” he answers abruptly and decisively. “It’s going to be a huge surprise for him.”
“It’ll be the best surprise,” I reassure him as I adjust the lanyard around my neck, tugging it out from under the collar of my blouse.
