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"No, I don't," I answer, though I really shouldn't. But for whatever reason, I haven't hung up the phone on her, and I'm still on the line.

"I really like my nipples played with. They get so sensitive. I could probably come just from that alone. Oh my god, I'd love to feel your fucking sharp tongue on my—“ A long exhale before she breathes a little faster. Her words were too quick. She is relentless. “On my nipple, teasing all around with your tongue. I should get them pierced. Oh, if I get them pierced, then you could play with them, couldn't you? Would you? Would you play with my little titties?"

The thought of her pert little tits with pretty pink barbells through them assaults my mind, and I'm standing here in this hallway like an asshole with my dick half-hard, listening to her moan into the phone… for me.

"Vert?" she questions on the line, probably thinking that I have hung up on her.

Why haven’t I? "And what else?”

“I’d pierce anything you want. Should I get a lip piercing? My tongue didn't hurt too bad, so I imagine everything else would be—” Nina pauses and then asks. “You want to feel my tongue ring catching on the edge of your—” It’s clear that her next words are going to be different from the rest. “Even if it is small, I'm sure my ring would still feel good across the tip, sliding in just a little bit into the slit and coming out. That's a lot of fun for me too—”

“Nina."

"Oh, don't be shy. I know you think about it. I've seen you watching me. You like the way it rolls around my lips. It feels just as good around yours, promise you that.”

She’s trying her best to tempt me but after she accused me of being small… “Don't want that at all, because you and I both know there's somethin’ I'm more interested in."

"My ass? Ooo,” she coos, back to panting. “I haven't had my ass played with in a long time. You could play with it if you want."

"Nah, Nina. I care about the fuckin’ bodies I know you’re sitting’ on.”

“There hasn't been that many before you. Don't worry, it's still tight, you know."

"That's..." I grumble and shift ears that I'm holding my phone to. “Don't want to play these fuckin’ games with you, Nina. Want you to figure your shit out. Don't want to have to be the one to fuckin’ tell your Queen about what you've really been doin’. We've got much bigger fish to fry."

"So you don't want me to stop touching myself, though?”

Fucking brat.

"Goodbye, Nina." I hang up the phone and put it back into my pocket, going to the desk I was just sitting at with Redd.

"What's up?" he says.

I wipe at the back of my neck that's started to sweat from memories of the phone conversation and say, “Nothing, just had to take that real quick.”

Back to the search.

Chapter 6

He hung up.

He hung up, which is absolutely being shot down, right?

But instead of his rejection upsetting me, it fuels me even more.

I begin rubbing my clit even faster, my other fingers helpless inside me. I dare not reach for my phone and call him again as I'm chasing the high of what just happened.

"Oh, my fucking god."

My head rolls back as I picture exactly the things that I said I'd want to do with him. Yes, he is annoying and uptight and doesn't know how to have fun, which is fine…

But, oh my fucking god—I'd love to be able to have him split me wide open.

I joked about how small he must be, since he doesn't want to fuck me, which is not a feeling that I'm too familiar with, but all I want…

I want, I want, I want… "Vert, oh my god."

My fingers aren't enough.