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How could he do that? I could have a sensual voice if I wanted but he was in another league. He was fucking me with his breaths, his words. Or I was just too turned on.
“Okay,” I said with a smile on my face. I knew I should end the call now but I wasn’t ready to let him go. My fingers were itching to touch myself.
“What are you doing now, Flame?” he asked in his husky voice, like he knew what I was about to do. Maybe he did.
“Nothing…Yet,” I answered slowly.
The vibration in my body transformed into spasms and heat. I was so aroused as my mind went back to the moment in the VIP room.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” he growled out of the blue.
“Do you?” I asked with a half-moan half-whisper voice.
“You should know one thing, Flame. I don’t do words game. I say what I want, how I want and I take it.”
“So, I am something you want now, huh?” I asked. My voice was husky.
“I’ve never wanted something or someone more than you,” he growled into the phone. I couldn’t help but imagine him with his cock in his hand. My hand slowly moved down on my belly.
“What is your schedule tomorrow?” he continued and stopped the naughty images in my mind. My hand stopped the movement.
“Wh-what?” I asked breathlessly. The sudden change in the topic caught me off guard.
“Your schedule, Flame,” he repeated.
His tone was amused but hot at the same time. He knew what was in my mind, I wasn’t doing good job hiding it anyway.
I cleared my throat to regain my self-control.
“I’ll be in the club at nine pm and will leave at one am.”
It was the least busy night at the club. Thanks to the guest dancers. Will said two days in a week some dancers would come and make a difference for the club from now on. Thursdays and Fridays were my new favorites.
“And Friday?” he asked.
“Same schedule. Why?” I didn’t understand what he was up to.
“I’ll send you a car tomorrow morning. Ten is good? Send me your address.”
“Whoa. Wait. Tomorrow morning?” I asked in high pinched tone. I was suddenly excited and nervous at the same time.
“Yes, Flame. Tomorrow morning. We can have breakfast. Alex will want to talk with you about some arrangements,” he said matter-of-factly.
“What about you?” I whispered.
“I have a few things in mind.” His voice was promising and dangerous.
“Okay,” I whispered.
“I cannot wait to see you. I’m hard as fuck,” he growled.
I couldn’t silence my moan. His statement didn’t help my imagination.
“Goodnight, Xander,” I whispered. I loved that I had an effect on him.
“Send me the address. Goodnight, Flame,” he said and the line went dead.
My whole body ached but I forced myself to write and send the text first. Before I took care of my well-being. This was insane. This need for him was so strong. Alex was hot and I wanted him, too. But Xander…His effect was like a siren call to the depths of my soul. A dangerous demand to lure me into sin. I wasn’t able to deny or ignore it. I was a submissive to his effect on me.
