Page 114 of One Rich Revenge


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Callie

Thank you for these.

Jonah

Fuck.

Stop teasing me, Thompson.

I can practically hear him growling the words and I smile. I want more, but I can’t. I’m not a nudes kind of girl.

Jonah

You’re going to pay for this.

Callie

Revenge?

He doesn’t respond and I get ready for bed. I have an early morning tomorrow, interviewing Paul at the diner and then heading to another one on the East side.

When he finally texts back, it’s a video. I click and frantically turn the volume down when I see the content.

Holy shit.

He’s naked. The phone is propped up. That intense look is back on his face and his hand is wrapped around his cock. I drink him in greedily. The long lines of his body, his strong hands, the fine muscles of his forearms.

“Thompson.” His voice is like smoke. “Look what you did to me.” He strokes, his eyes fluttering shut, his lips parting.

“You got me so close with those photos. But you know what I’m thinking about right now?”

Another stroke, his hips pushing forward. His face is slack with pleasure, like he’s imagining something amazing. Need shimmers in my stomach.

“The way you taste.” His tongue swipes over his lips and the breath stutters in my chest. He’s unraveling already, his thrusts long and deep into his hand, his shoulders shuddering. I’m getting him close. He’s thinking about me. That’s so hot.

“Fuck,” he groans. He tips his head back. “I’m going to—”

The video ends and I nearly shout. I go limp against the bed, breathing hard. I’m slick between my legs and frustrated. I need to come. I let my hand skim over my stomach, drawing shivers to the surface, little sparks of desire. Before I can go lower, I get another message.

Jonah

Do NOT touch yourself. All your pleasure is mine.

Callie

You’re evil.

I’m so turned on and I would murder to see the end of that video.

Jonah

You love it.

Heaven help me. I do.

* * *

The next morning, my dad volunteers to come to the diner with me. We’re buttoned up against the cold and walking the fifteen minutes it will take to get there. My dad is slower physically, but still sharp.

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