Page 39 of Withholding Nothing


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I shook my head as I rolled my eyes. “What makes you so sure I want it?”

“I told you I can read body language. You wouldn’t be so uptight if you were being fucked properly.”

I supposed that was true. Even before the break up, Steve and I hadn’t slept together in months, but it wasn’t because I didn’t want to. He was always too tired or not in the mood to be bothered anytime I’d try to initiate sex. That should’ve been a sign that he was seeing or getting it from someone else, but I was so naive and deeply in love that I disregarded everything the universe presented to me.

“I’ve been managing quite fine, thank you,” I stated matter-of-factly.

“That’s too bad,” he said. “It’s already taking everything in me to stay in my room instead of coming into yours right now. I’m already imagining how good you taste. Can’t wait to see that soft, creamy skin of yours flush with heat when I have your clit in my mouth, savoring every drop that wet little pussy gives me.”

I squeezed my legs together as tight as I could and took a deep breath. He sure was laying it on thick to win this bet. Then again, this was still supposed to be phone sex and I had to give him what he paid for. I cleared my throat.

“Just so you know, this phone conversation doesn’t count toward the bet,” I stated.

He snickered. “Why would it count, sweetheart? Nothing counts unless I’m balls deep inside of you with your legs wrapped around my waist. So you’re safe…for now.”

“So you say,” I answered. The five-minute warning sounded and there was a slight pause before O’Shea spoke.

“I just bought some more time. No more small talk. I want you to come for me.”

“What?” I stammered.

“Exactly what I just said.”

“But…I don’t know if I can do that now,” I said, my voice small. “I already feel weird that you're still calling me.”

“Okay then.” He paused for a minute. “Then I’ll come for you.”

“What?”

“Are you hard of hearing this evening?” he asked with a chuckle.

“No, I just…why?”

“Why wouldn’t I? I won’t hide the fact that I want you, Ashton, long before I found out you were a phone sex operator,” he stated softly. I swallowed hard. “But yeah, tonight I’m going to come for you. I even left my door cracked in case you’re curious.”

“I'm not,” I blurted, though that was a lie. My core clenched with need at the thought that he was only a few feet away, masturbating at the thought of me. Desire washed over me, but I did my best to block it out. The bet hadn't even been in effect for six hours and I refused to cave this early. I knew exactly what he was trying to do and I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. For now, I'll play his little game, but I needed the upper hand.

“Too bad. If only you could see how hard I am right now. Nine hard inches throbbing and ready to fill that tight pussy of yours,” he murmured.

“Oh, is it?” I asked with a smirk, lying back on my bed. Despite how weird I felt, I still had to stay in character and treat him as if he was a regular caller. Well, treat him as if I thought he was still Avery. “Then that is too bad. My pussy has been craving some inches lately. It’s getting wet at the mention of it.”

“I already told you that you only have to say the word and it’s yours,” he replied, his tone almost a whisper. I giggled.

“Not when I have home cooked meals and foot massages on the line. In the meantime, I’ll just touch myself at the thought of you being deep inside me, making me come all over your hard cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Hell yeah,” he growled. “But we’ll see how much you can really take when the time comes. It’s easy to say you can handle nine inches now when you’re just talking about it.”

“You’ll be surprised,” I said. I thought about his cracked room door, debating with myself whether or not I wanted to take a peek. He obviously wouldn’t exaggerate on his size if he dared me to come watch him, but maybe he only did so because he didn’t believe I’d do it? I stood and walked over to my door, hesitating as my hand reached out toward the knob. Was I sure I wanted to do this? Would seeing him in his sexual element cause me to crack when my resistance was already so fragile? Just a quick peek and that’s it, I told myself, opening my room door a little. Just as he said, his bedroom door was cracked just a bit, but I was too far away to see anything.

“Fuck, this feels good,” he groaned. “But it would feel even better if it were you.”

“I know it would. Just imagine my tongue licking up your shaft before putting you into my mouth, sucking you slowly,” I breathed, moving closer to his door. He finally came into view, though I could only see his lower body as he was lying across the bed, his feet on the floor.

“Definitely can’t wait to see those sexy lips wrapped around my cock,” he whispered. His hand moved quickly along his hardened cock, making my stomach tighten with desire. A tingling sensation settled down at my core as I watched him, becoming so turned on that I found myself walking closer to his door.

“Don’t stop, baby,” I murmured, my heart racing in my chest.

He stroked a little slower at the sound of my words. Had he heard me? “Tell me what you’d do to me right now,” he said, his voice filled with lust and desire.

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