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Phoenix licks her lips, and this time, I groan.
“Really?” She bats her lashes. “Is that what you want?”
“Think of it as a dry run for Saturday night.”
She sets down the phone and sits back on a double bed covered in rumpled white sheets. All I can see of the surroundings are shelves where the headboard should be, crammed with an assortment of books.
When her legs come into view, I lose interest in her reading material. They’re lean and long and most importantly, lead to a glistening pussy.
What’s left of the blood in my face drains to my dick, leaving me lightheaded. I want to reach into the phone and feast on that sweet cunt until she’s crying for mercy.
“What do you want me to do?” she asks, her voice trembling.
My dick throbs against the metal buttons of my jeans and is desperate for escape. I can think of at least a hundred filthy things I want, but I’ll save them for Saturday.
“Come closer to the phone,” I say.
Phoenix obeys, her eyes alight with arousal.
“Pull your arms behind your back.”
As she moves into position, with her shoulders back, the silver lace of her camisole stretches taut over her nipples. “Like this?”
I groan. “Just like that.”
The phone wobbles before falling to the side.
I shake my head. “Let’s set up our equipment and do this properly. Then you can show me everything.”
ChapterThree
PHOENIX
This has never happened to me before, getting aroused in the presence of a man. The idiot I lost my virginity to in the first year doesn’t count. It happened only once, and I’d been drunk.
Before Marius had called, I was sorting through my clothes for something to wear on Saturday. No sooner had I changed into this old silver camisole had the phone rang.
Now, here I am, wearing a thin scrap of fabric to cover my top half, and nothing to conceal my pussy. I lounge back on the pillows with the phone balanced on a stack of textbooks.
As Marius sets up his handset, I arrange my legs together in what I hope is an attractive pose. Right now, I’m so excited that all awareness has shot straight to my clit.
I’m sure all my blood is circulating down south because I can’t even think about my student loans, my unpaid tuition, or even the rent. I want to touch myself—to relieve my tension in an explosive orgasm.
And nothing will turn me on more than doing it while watching Marius play with his cock.
He sits on a miniature throne with this black shirt completely undone, revealing tawny beige skin that warms to golden in the light of the setting sun. It highlights the contours of his sculpted pecs, and the dips of his six-pack.
I want to run my tongue down the treasure trail disappearing into the waistband of his jeans.
“Now, then,” he says in a deep, lazy drawl. “Let’s begin.”
I pant through my parted lips and remind myself to play it cool. To act like a sub with her pick of wealthy doms. This means resisting the urge to lean forward.
“Can I see you?” I blurt.
His deep chuckle makes my skin tingle.
Marius unbuttons those jeans and pulls out a cock longer than any dildo sold at the Red Room.
