Page 76 of Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)


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My eyes widen. “Oh, that one.” God, he’s fun. “Well, you have to ask me again.”

“What are you doing now, my beautiful Charlotte?”

The sound of him calling me beautiful makes me smile. “I’m taking a bubble bath.”

“And?” I can tell he’s smiling.

“Drinking champagne.”

“Are you lying back against the edge?”

I get a vision of myself naked in the bath, drinking champagne. “Yes,” I breathe.

“Is your hair up?”

“Yes.”

“Is the room full of steam?”

I feel arousal start to tear through my blood stream. “Yes.”

“What are your legs doing?” he whispers.

I swallow the lump in my throat. God, this man makes me think naughty things.

“They’re open, my knees touching the sides of the bath,” I whisper.

He inhales sharply.

We stay silent as we both picture the setting; my sex begins to pump.

“Have you ever touched yourself while you thought of me?” His voice is husky, aroused.

I cringe. “Yes,” I breathe. He could make me orgasm just by talking to me like this.

“I’m going to call you tomorrow night at 9:30, angel, and I want you in the bath, naked with your legs wide open so we can continue this conversation.”

My eyes widen.

What?

“Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

Silence hangs between us.

Eventually, he replies, “Goodnight, angel.”

I press my hand on my chest as I try to control my breathing. I don’t want him to know how much he turns me on with his voice alone, and I most definitely don’t want to get off the phone. I want to play more games tonight.

“Goodnight, Spence.”

We both wait. I just want to ask him over to my place, and I know that’s what he’s waiting for.

Not yet.

“Goodbye,” I whisper, and I force myself to hang up.

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