Page 6 of Plaything of His


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We’re both breathing heavily, and he hasn’t even fucked me yet.

Just as I open my mouth to remind him that we’ll run out of time if he doesn’t hurry up soon, his phone rings from the far corner of the room. My eyes widen as I look up at him, but he simply chuckles as he sits on the bed the same time the phone stops.

He turns and looks over at me.

“I guess the hour is up, sweetness.”

Shit.

He didn’t get a chance to fuck me, and that’s the service he paid for.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Dom is going to fire me. I know he will.

Scrambling to sit up, I take a hold of Callum’s hand as I pull it closer to my body. His lips quirk up at the sides as he watches me sit up on my knees and press his palm against my thigh.

“You can have another hour with me, free of charge. You didn’t get to fuck me, Callum. Let me make it up to you.”

He shakes his head as he pulls his hand away from mine.

Shit. I’m so screwed.

“Make it up to me another day, sweetness. I’ve got places to be.”

I nod at him as I take a deep breath in. He turns, walking over in the direction of his phone, as I drop my eyes downwards.

Of course, he’s got places to be.

If he tells Dom that he wasn’t able to fuck me within the hour because he was too busy touching me…

I’ll be done. I’ll lose this job, and I’ll probably be kicked out since I won’t be bringing in any more money.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“I’ll see you again.”

Looking up, I spot Callum walking towards me. I immediately get up from the bed and offer him a dazzling smile, one that expresses just how excited I am to see him again.

“And I can’t wait until youcomeagain, Callum.”

A smile touches his lips as he steps forwards, closing the space between our bodies. He stares down at me, his eyes on my lips, and I wonder if he’ll kiss me.

It’s not often I get clients wanting to kiss me, but I never refuse the ones that do.

As he clears his throat, he shakes his head and takes a step backwards.

I guess not.

“Thank you.”

Callum mutters under his breath as he lifts his hand to mine, pushing something inside of my palm, before he turns around.

Eyebrows furrowed, Ilookdown at my hand andseethat he’s placed notes there.

Money, and lots of it.

My fingers curl around the cash and my throat becomes dry.

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