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“Eve?” June asked, her voice soft. She gave me room, let me putter.
“I’m thinking.”
Silas wanted to give me money to wear too small cardigans and read about lumberjacks fucking virgins.
I spun around, leaned against the counter as I held the huge coffee ground holder. “He’s actually, in a ridiculous way, being a nice guy. He’s giving me the money and hijacking the cam time so it’s only the two of us.”
“Yeah, if he wasn’t an idiot, it’d be sweet,” Bridget added.
“He’s being possessive, doing a private room and then booking you all month,” June added. “That’s really hot.”
I smiled. Silas, the idiot. Thinking back to the stuff we talked about without the creepy factor, it was now a turn on. Knowing the stuff that CEOBill wrote and it being Silas, it made sense. It was clearly Silas’s kind of sexy. I’d been aroused and not knowing who it was had me shutting it down. But with Silas? Totally hot. Totally different perspective.
“He doesn’t know that I know?” I asked Bridget.
She shook her head. Grabbing her drink, she took a tentative sip.
“Good. Don’t tell him,” I said, looking her in the eye and smiling.
June held up her hand and took the coffee maker part from me. “I know that look. What are you thinking?”
“Let Silas keep up his secret identity.” He wanted me to undo buttons on my cardigan? Show him my panties? Oh, I’d show him. I’d show himeverything.
“But it’s not a secret.”
“He doesn’t know that,” I said, cocking my hip against the counter.
June’s eyes widened, then she slowly grinned. “Payback’s a bitch.”
Bridget blinked. “I don’t understand.”
“I know he knows about me camming. But he doesn’t know I know. Right?”
“Right,” she said slowly, clearly unsure where I was going with this.
“It’s time to have a little fun. He wants to watch a virgin librarian undo buttons on her cardigan while she reads about a woman being railed by triplets, then I’ll give it to him. As for actual payback… the money he’s giving me? I’m giving it to the animal shelter.”
23
SILAS
“Sorry I hadto leave early yesterday,” she said. She sat coyly on her bed in a black skirt and a green cardigan. It was so tight that if she took a deep breath or raised her arms over her head, the buttons would pop. Her cleavage was pale and creamy hoisted by a bra that was edged in purple lace. They were right fucking there… on the screen.
Fuck, I wanted to touch her. Fuck her. Make her come.
I realized she was waiting for me to respond, so I typed,Are you all right?
She nodded. Her long hair was pulled up into some tangled updo with strands framing her face. One slid across her cheek and she brushed it away. “Yes, and I’m back now. Did you miss me?”
Did I miss her?
I shifted in my desk chair because my dick was hard. That didn’t work so I moved again, unzipped my pants and let my dick out to play. I ended meetings early and went into the office Hyport gave me to use and locked the door. No one could see me, unless they were in a helicopter hovering outside the thirty-fourth floor of the skyscraper.
I stroked it in a firm grip from root to tip, then realized she was waiting for an answer. I couldn’t get off and type at the same time.
My dick’s been hard all day waiting for you.
It had. I wondered why she cut the call short the night before, if she was okay. I’d wanted to text her, but I went back to the late meetings. By the time I was able to, it was late and assumed she was asleep.
