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“You heard me.” I smirk. “It’s this whole thing,” I say, waving my hand dismissively in the air. “But he challenged me this morning, and I’m trying to prove a point.”
“That’s the Ashley I know and love. Alright, go get ‘em! Give him hell.”
Laughing, I walk out of the room and yell over my shoulder, “I always do!”
Swiping open his call, I make sure to use my most seductive voice. “Hey, sheriff. I’ve been waiting for your call.”
“Have you, now?” His gruff voice does something to my insides, but I tamp it down.
“Yes,” I purr, walking upstairs and down the hall. “I’m in your room. In your bed.”
A low groan comes through the phone and I smile, loving that he’s ready to fall into my rap.
“Are you alone?”
“I’m in my office. No one can see or hear me.”
Sitting on the edge of his bed, I get comfortable. “Have you been doing paperwork all day, sheriff? Do you need a reward?”
“Yes. I need you.”
“I know,” I whisper. “Now, picture my hands running up your chest, my lips on your neck, kissing and licking my way up, swirling my tongue around the shell of your ear, whispering everything I want to do to you.”
“And what’s that?” he asks, his breathing heavy.
“Everything,” I tell him, and he groans. “Unbuttoning your shirt, I rake my red nails down your chest, marking you as mine. My fingers dance across your hips, and I unbuckle your belt, popping the button open and pulling your zipper down.” I hear him through the phone, doing just that. “I slide my warm hand into your pants and find you already hard as I grip you in my palm.”
Another groan from Ryan.
“Squeezing you, I’d slip down to my knees under your desk, and spring free your massive cock.”
“Ash,” he breathes.
“Yes, sheriff? Would you like me to stop?”
“No,” he says sternly, and I bite my lip.
“Are you hard right now for me, sheriff? Ready for me? Wishing you could feel my hands on you?”
“Yes,” he says through clenched teeth, and I go back to torturing him.
“Leaning forward, I lick you from base to tip, searing you with the heat of my tongue. Gripping you with one hand, I take the thick head of your cock into my mouth, sucking, swirling my tongue, feeling you grow even harder in my hand.”
“Ashley,” he groans out, low and long.
“Can you feel me, sheriff?” I whisper, knowing he’s already gripping himself. I only get a grunt in response.
“I’m taking you deep, my hot mouth sucking you in until you hit the back of my throat. You taste so good, Ryan.” Moaning, I lay back on the bed, wishing I wasn’t so turned on listening to his grunts as he touches himself. But I have to focus.
“Your musky, heady, taste fills my mouth, and I moan around you, the vibrations traveling the length of you, and down your legs.”
Ryan’s heavy breathing has me holding back a moan of my own. I love that I can do this to him. I almost feel bad for what I’m about to do. Almost.
“Are you almost there?” I ask huskily, letting him hear the roughness in my voice.
“Yes,” he hisses.
“Good.” I pause, listening to the small grunts he’s making. Fuck, it’s sexy. “Now, sheriff, this is what I call teasing,” I purr, “not what I did this morning. I’ll see you later.”
