Page 85 of Behind the Camera


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“Of course I’m going to use it.”

“Maybe you should use it right now,” Dallas says. “And I could watch.”

I suck in a sharp breath. “What about your rules?”

“I’m not allowed to touch you, but you can touch yourself. That’s not against the rules.”

Heat flares through me. “Now who’s the one finding loopholes?”

“Do it in my bed. If I can’t fucking taste you for myself, I want to smell your come on my sheets when I get home.”

Jesus Christ.

That’s the hottest thing a man has ever said to me.

I’m almost rendered useless as I try to open the packaging with my teeth. “Goddammit. They don’t make these things easy to get into.”

“Having some trouble there?” Dallas pulls off his shirt, and I’m momentarily distracted by his stomach and the muscles across his chest. He stands up and walks to the hotel room bed, getting comfortable. “Take all the time you need, honey. You’re worth the wait.”

Honey.

That’s new.

I like it.

“Don’t you want to shower?”

“I’ll shower after. Want to watch you come first.”

God,what I would give to hear that whispered in my ear.

I lean the phone against the pillows and scoot back so my whole body is in the frame. “How’s that? Can you see me?”

“Perfect,” he says. “You’re perfect, Maven.”

“Clothes? On or off?”

Dallas makes a strangled sound. “I want to say off, but if I do, I might charter a plane back to D.C.”

“On, then. But I’m going to take off my shirt.”

He bobs his head, and I pull my top over my head. I throw it to the side and watch his reaction to seeing me topless for the first time.

“Jesus,” he whispers. “Can you—” he squeezes his eyes closed before they fly open again, like he’s afraid to miss something. “Can you get closer? I don’t mean to be so demanding, but your tits?—”

“Yeah?” I get on my knees and crawl toward the camera. I run my hands over my breasts and push them together. Dallas groans, and I bite back a smile. “You like them? I never pegged you for a boob guy.”

“With you, I don’t give a shit what it is. Your fucking elbow turns me on.”

“There’s probably a market for that.”

His chuckle is soft and light, andgod, I wish he were here with me right now. “Probably.”

I pinch my nipples between my fingers and drop my head back. “Fuck. I haven’t really touched myself in a while.”

“You haven’t?”

“I’ve been busy. Have you touched yourself recently?”

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