“It’s complicated.Then again, it’s not.I’m not sure that it’s anything at all, but he knows how to push my buttons.”
“Can I watch?”Her breathy whisper just about broke me.
“Pardon?”
“Only if you’re into that.I just think it would be hot to see you two together.”
The tightness in my gut moved lower, my cock now aching with need.She was so fucking dirty.Deliciously so.And I couldn’t wait to see her.
“You’re serious?Chantel, please tell me you’re fucking serious.”
“Of course I am.I told you I was reading when you called…and I was, but I was also masturbating.I’m reading a gay erotic romance.It’s a bit of a fetish, actually.”
“Fucking hell, woman.Now I’m picturing you touching yourself while you talk to me.Are you touching yourself?”
“I wasn’t, but I am now.”
She was trying to kill me.“Fuck, you make me hot.”
She moaned.Not a quiet, careful sound.The kind of noise you make when you’ve stopped holding back.It made me wish I could see her right now.I imagined her with her hair tangled, face flushed, legs shamelessly parted.
“You know what else?”My voice strained with reckless greed.“I dream about you.About your perfect fucking pussy.About how sweet it tastes.How much I want to feel it squeezing my cock.And that blue dress.You looked hotter than sin in that dress.”
“Dylan.”Her breath hitched, and I could tell she really was touching herself now.
“How do you feel?Tell me.”
“Needy.So fucking needy.”
Her answer had me sliding my palm over the front of my pants.“I promise I’m gonna take care of that for you,enchanté.Look at the schedule I’m sending.You tell me what works for you.We’ll set a date.”
“Okay,” she whimpered.
“Chantel, you need to know, Sean might be the catalyst, but you’re my payoff.I want you there.I want you to watch.You can have that.You can have more.Whatever you want, you can have it.”And fuck, I meant it.
I wanted to give her everything.Every part of myself.The feelings were new and I wasn’t ready to look at them too hard, but fuck, I liked them anyway.
“Crisse d’ostie, Dylan.Please, I can’t take this.”She sounded truly desperate.“I’ll do whatever you ask.”
Her need was clear, and it just about did me in, but I ignored the compulsion to get myself off.After all, I’d waited this long—I could wait some more.
Hell, I could wait another year if I had to.
“Good girl.Now, let me hear you come.”
