words.” Especially those he
growls into my ear as he fucks me. Her nipples tightened and her womb
quivered. She glanced at the watch on her wrist. Dammit, tonight couldn’t come soon
enough.
Chapter
Nine
Stretched
out on his bed, Zebadiah laid looking up at the ceiling, his cock half hard
against his thigh as he waited for his cell phone to ring. His bad mood from
earlier had been whisked away when he ’d
received a text from Steph, saying they’d be calling earlier than they’d
originally agree upon. Something about a change in their schedule, but just
like Pavlov’s dog, his body readied itself for their talk. It was as if hearing
Nicky’s voice was enough to get his engines running. And heaven help if Steph
got bossy on the phone. He’d nearly creamed his pants during their last call,
when she’d scolded him for not texting her back earlier in the day. She’d
understood, of course, texting while driving was dangerous, but the firm tone
she’d used had gone straight to his dick. Had
me so hot, I jerked off as soon as they hung up. He pressed his hand
against his bare cock as his phone chirped. He hadn’t bothered with clothing
after his shower.
Pressing the talk button, he answered it. “Hello?”
“How’s my Sexy today?” Steph’s voice
radiated happiness and Zeb found himself smiling, despite the fact his cock
hardened further at the sound.
“I’m here.” He removed his hand before he
was tempted to do more than press. “So how’s the conference going? Nicky get
mobbed yet?”
“Not if them ‘hos know what’s good for
them.” Her vehemence had Zeb chuckling. “He’ll be out in a minute, he’s
showering for tonight’s awards dinner. He’s up for a couple of awards. Hottest
Male and Best BDSM scene or some things like that.”
Biting down hard on his lip was the only
way Zeb was able to contain his groan as Steph continued on.
“Wonder if they realize the reason his
stuff is so hot is because he pulls on personal experience.”
Shit, she’s killing me here. “Who
knows? I know he writes some serious hot shit.” He wasn’t about to admit he’d
gone out and bought every book he could find in the week they’d been gone. Sure
his cards had felt the burn of it, but he’d wanted to know more about the
intriguing man who’d captured his attention.
“Ah, has someone been doing some
extra-curricular reading?” Steph teased. “I’m gonna tell Nicky he’s got another
closet junkie…”
His face flushed. The last thing he wanted
Nicky thinking was he was some kind of stalker, or was with him because of what
the man wrote. “Ah…that’s not necessary…”
“What’s not necessary?” Nicky’s voice
filled his ear. The man was obviously out of the shower.
“Someone else might just be hooked on your
work….…Nicky!” Her glee turned into a squeal. “No…don’t. I’m not your personal
towel…”
Tipping his head back, Zeb smothered his
groan as the sudden image of a very naked Nicky rubbing his body all over
Steph’s filled his mind. The resulting chuckles and squeals filtering through
the phone weren’t helping. His dick throbbed and his nuts pulled up. Reaching
down, he gave them a gentle tug. He wasn’t going to do this. Perhaps he should
get up and put some shorts on. He was just getting ready to move off the bed
when Steph came back on panting.
“That will teach that big lug to try dry
himself off on me.”
“Ah, but who ended up wet - and is now
gonna have to change before the dinner?” Nicky’s voice held a note of smugness
in it, which sent a chill racing down his spine.
“Bastard.” Stephanie’s retort came from further
away, as if she’d moved away from the phone.
“You still there, il mio colibrì?”
“Yeah, I’m here…” Hard and aching, but he
wasn’t about to tell Nicky that.
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist. She was lying
across the bed in this slinky little black number she knows drives me crazy….as
well as half
growls into my ear as he fucks me. Her nipples tightened and her womb
quivered. She glanced at the watch on her wrist. Dammit, tonight couldn’t come soon
enough.
Chapter
Nine
Stretched
out on his bed, Zebadiah laid looking up at the ceiling, his cock half hard
against his thigh as he waited for his cell phone to ring. His bad mood from
earlier had been whisked away when he ’d
received a text from Steph, saying they’d be calling earlier than they’d
originally agree upon. Something about a change in their schedule, but just
like Pavlov’s dog, his body readied itself for their talk. It was as if hearing
Nicky’s voice was enough to get his engines running. And heaven help if Steph
got bossy on the phone. He’d nearly creamed his pants during their last call,
when she’d scolded him for not texting her back earlier in the day. She’d
understood, of course, texting while driving was dangerous, but the firm tone
she’d used had gone straight to his dick. Had
me so hot, I jerked off as soon as they hung up. He pressed his hand
against his bare cock as his phone chirped. He hadn’t bothered with clothing
after his shower.
Pressing the talk button, he answered it. “Hello?”
“How’s my Sexy today?” Steph’s voice
radiated happiness and Zeb found himself smiling, despite the fact his cock
hardened further at the sound.
“I’m here.” He removed his hand before he
was tempted to do more than press. “So how’s the conference going? Nicky get
mobbed yet?”
“Not if them ‘hos know what’s good for
them.” Her vehemence had Zeb chuckling. “He’ll be out in a minute, he’s
showering for tonight’s awards dinner. He’s up for a couple of awards. Hottest
Male and Best BDSM scene or some things like that.”
Biting down hard on his lip was the only
way Zeb was able to contain his groan as Steph continued on.
“Wonder if they realize the reason his
stuff is so hot is because he pulls on personal experience.”
Shit, she’s killing me here. “Who
knows? I know he writes some serious hot shit.” He wasn’t about to admit he’d
gone out and bought every book he could find in the week they’d been gone. Sure
his cards had felt the burn of it, but he’d wanted to know more about the
intriguing man who’d captured his attention.
“Ah, has someone been doing some
extra-curricular reading?” Steph teased. “I’m gonna tell Nicky he’s got another
closet junkie…”
His face flushed. The last thing he wanted
Nicky thinking was he was some kind of stalker, or was with him because of what
the man wrote. “Ah…that’s not necessary…”
“What’s not necessary?” Nicky’s voice
filled his ear. The man was obviously out of the shower.
“Someone else might just be hooked on your
work….…Nicky!” Her glee turned into a squeal. “No…don’t. I’m not your personal
towel…”
Tipping his head back, Zeb smothered his
groan as the sudden image of a very naked Nicky rubbing his body all over
Steph’s filled his mind. The resulting chuckles and squeals filtering through
the phone weren’t helping. His dick throbbed and his nuts pulled up. Reaching
down, he gave them a gentle tug. He wasn’t going to do this. Perhaps he should
get up and put some shorts on. He was just getting ready to move off the bed
when Steph came back on panting.
“That will teach that big lug to try dry
himself off on me.”
“Ah, but who ended up wet - and is now
gonna have to change before the dinner?” Nicky’s voice held a note of smugness
in it, which sent a chill racing down his spine.
“Bastard.” Stephanie’s retort came from further
away, as if she’d moved away from the phone.
“You still there, il mio colibrì?”
“Yeah, I’m here…” Hard and aching, but he
wasn’t about to tell Nicky that.
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist. She was lying
across the bed in this slinky little black number she knows drives me crazy….as
well as half
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