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“Go on,” he rumbles.

I lift my glass of champagne—expensive as all hell—and put it to my lips, taking a sip before I ask, “Why do you call me? Is it because you can’t fuck a woman? Or do you have some fucked-up way that you like to fuck women?”

“I can fuck, if that’s what you’re asking, Sage.”

Oh, I love the way he says my name.

Like honey melting over warm toast, so smooth and slick.

Even if it’s not my real first name.

“Okay, tell me, then… When did you fuck the last woman? How was it? What did you do?”

“Aren’t I paying you to fuck me over the phone?” he replies.

“Let’s be real, Zuko. You call to listen to me speak. Do you even touch your cock while I’m talking?”

“Always,” he whispers. “But to answer your question, I start by letting my hand roll over the curve of their neck, causing their pulse to become stronger beneath my fingertips. Did you know by putting a knife straight into that same spot, it can kill you in approximately five to fifteen seconds?”

“I did.” I smile.

“Good girl. Now, after that, I would lean in real close…” His breathing picks up through the phone, or was that mine? I’m not sure. I take another sip from my glass as I listen to him. “I would ask her if she wants it fast…orslow.” He draws out the last word. “And I would give her the exact opposite of what she wants because why not play some fucked-up games.”

I go to drink more of my champagne and realize it’s gone.

“Are you still there, Sage?” he asks.

“Yes,” I reply, standing and walking to my counter to pour myself another glass. I’m going to need it…and a vibrator. I go to my room and pull out my vibrator and smile as I lie on my bed with my glass next to me.

“Carry on,” I tell him. Turning on the toy, I put it to my clit first because that’s the area that makes me come, hard, and I let it do its job.

“Why can I hear buzzing?” he asks.

“Carry on…” I say again. “What would you do next?”

“I’m a mean lover, Sage.”

“How mean?”

“I once almost drowned a girl while I fucked her. Would you like me to drown you?”

“If I come, why not,” I say as the vibration picks up speed.

“Fuck! Why say shit like that?” he grumbles.

I let a moan slip through the phone.

“I met someone.” His admission makes me pause. “And she’s fire.”

“Enough to burn you in hell?” I whisper back.

“Yes,” he replies, and I hang up. Then I turn off my work phone and finish my orgasm myself.

* * *

“You invited me out. I didn’t think I would see the day,” Louise says. She’s dressed in a bright fluorescent green dress and pink heels. Weird combo, but she manages to make it work.

“My treat,” I tell her, smiling as the waiter approaches.

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