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“Listen, Butch, while I’m there, we—”
“Sorry, but I need to go now. I’ll see you in a few weeks, although you might not see much of me. It’s a busy time of year at Salvation. See ya.” He hung up, his pulse rapid, his chest tight.
That was close.
A small part of him argued that he couldn’t avoid the subject forever. What if Sol made multiple visits?
The rest of him argued that he’d have a damn good try.
He glanced at his limp cock, his cum-coated fingers.
Clean-up time.
He went indoors in search of tissues, water, and a towel, his stomach churning again.
Three weeks till he’s back.And while Butch loved the idea of getting naked again with Sol, the prospect left him torn.
Close enough to fuck is close enough to talk.
Talk about a dilemma.
Chapter 34
Thursday, September 8
Sol clicked onRepublishwith a sigh. Another satisfied customer. And only three more sites to create before his next break.
Thank God.Work was kicking his ass. He hadn’t been to the club since… well, since his visit to Salvation, and his regular clients seemed to have either disappeared off the face of the earth, or they too were experiencing work/life balance challenges.
Two weeks of no scenes, no sex, nothing.
This is really bad. If it continues, I could apply to be a monk in a monastery.
He snorted. He wouldneverlet it getthatbad.
The closest he’d gotten to any action had been inadvertently making Butch shoot his load during their phone call a couple of days ago, andfuck, that had been hot, not that he’d let Butch know that.
Bet you couldn’t do it again.
Sol had indulged in phone sex on more than one occasion, and listening to a sub breathless with need, waiting for Sol to say the magic words—‘You can come now’—was the hottest thing ever.
Saying ‘You can’t come’ was even more delicious.
But Butch wasn’t his sub and he didn’t play those kinds of games, so while Sol was reasonably certain that yes, he could probably talk Butch into an orgasm, he wasn’t going to do it, even if Butch turned him on like no one had in a long time.
And you scared him off last time, remember?
Yeah, he was still kicking himself over that one. He knew the moment the words left his lips that he’d fucked up.
I didn’t think before I spoke.
And Butch had ended the call faster than green grass through a goose. The chances of him wanting to speak to Sol again were slim to non-existent. The only problem was Sol wanted to know how Diana was doing. He’d had a text from Toby two days ago, and Sol had thanked him for the update, mentioning that Butch had called.
Toby has his hands full, what with the upcoming launch, taking care of Robert…
Calling Butch for another update was totally logical in the circumstances.
Yeah, he could rationalize with the best of them.
