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‘Robert Quinlan’s office, how may I direct your call?’ Jessy’s voice asked.

  ‘Hi, Jessy, it’s Stephanie, is Quinn busy?’ I asked.

  ‘One moment,’ she said, the line going silent before she came back a few seconds later. ‘I’ll put you through.’

  I smiled, wanting to say thank you, but the line was picked up by Quinn before I could say anything.

  ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked, his voice deep, velvety, like the toy.

  If only you could have sex with his voice.

  ‘Oh, um,’ I said, shaking my head, ‘nothing. I was wondering if you’re busy.’

  ‘No, I’m taking a lunch break,’ he said.

  ‘Good,’ I said, smiling widely. ‘Guess what I’m doing?’

  ‘Writing?’

  ‘I’m playing with the new vibrator.’

  ‘Without me?’ he asked, obviously disappointed.

  ‘I wanted to try it out,’ I said. ‘But I need your help so I can come.’

  ‘How can I help when I’m at the office?’

  ‘I need your voice,’ I said.

  He went silent for a few moments. ‘What do you want me to say?’

  ‘I don’t know; we’ve never talked dirty before, maybe we should try,’ I said. ‘Have some phone sex.’

  ‘I’m terrible at talking dirty,’ he said. ‘That’s why I don’t do it.’

  ‘Me too, but we can try. If it doesn’t work, we can switch it up, do something else,’ I said. ‘Now, are you in or not?’

  ‘Hold on, let me lock the door,’ he said, the line going silent for a few moments. ‘All right.’

  ‘All right, let me just get in position,’ I said, grabbing the vibrator and inserting it, still wet, but drying out considerably.

  ‘What does it feel like?’ he asked.

  ‘Kind of like your voice,’ I said, ‘Velvety and smooth, and I really want it to make me come.’

  ‘I have a raging hard on,’ he said.

  ‘Tell me about it,’ I said, starting to push the toy in and out of me.

  ‘I’m sitting here with my dick out of my pants. All I can think of is how you’re laying on our bed, naked, playing with yourself.’

  ‘Mmm,’ I said. ‘And I’m thinking about you using your mouth on me. Your fingers. Your cock.’

  ‘Shit, you’re good at this,’ he said.

  I smiled, picking up the pace with my thrusts. ‘More, tell me more.’

  ‘When I get home I’m going to tie you up,’ he began. ‘I’m going to run my tongue over every inch of you, not stopping even when you cry out.’

  My voice quivered as I moaned, speeding up and feeling the pleasurable pulses being pulled out of me, my stomach muscles going taut. ‘More.’

  ‘I’m going to lick your clit, using my fingers how you like it,’ he said.

  ‘Yeah,’ I said, the sensations starting to overwhelm me, unsure how long I could hold on.

  ‘Then I’m going to stick my rock hard cock in you, fuck you until you scream. You’ll be wanting more and I’m going to give it to you,’ he said.

  ‘Oh God,’ I said, feeling the orgasm starting to build. ‘Are you going to come?’

  ‘I’m close,’ he said, his breathing ragged.

  ‘Come with me,’ I said, my pumps becoming faster.

  ‘Shit,’ he said breathlessly. ‘Tell me when.’

  All I had to do was imagine Quinn kissing me and that was it; my eyes shut as I let out a moan, yelling, ‘Now!’

  It rocked through me, exploding, as I heard him moan on the other end of the phone. I thought it was going to calm when I was shocked with another pulse of pleasure throbbing throughout my body.

  It took a good minute for the orgasm to ebb away, the whole time Quinn’s breathing and moans on the other end goading it on, causing little waves to pulse and shock me into another frenzy.

  ‘Jesus,’ I said, panting heavily as I pulled out the toy, tossing it on the bed.

  ‘You can say that again,’ he said.

  ‘Apparently you’re really good at dirty talk,’ I said with a relieved sigh. ‘And that was the first time I’ve come on my own... but I guess it doesn’t count as on my own, because I needed your help.’

  ‘Ah, I think I got come on my pants,’ he said, obviously annoyed.

  ‘You have a spare pair there,’ I said, running my hand through my hair, pushing it off of my forehead and onto the pillow.

  ‘I’ll have to get them cleaned. My dry cleaner is going to know exactly what I was doing,’ he said.

  I laughed, turning on my side and pulling my legs up to my chest, a little pulse running through me from my sex to my toes. ‘That was really good.’

  ‘Yeah,’ he said, laughing a little. ‘Now I’m tired, though.’

  ‘Me too.’

  ‘You can go for a nap,’ he said. ‘I have to work.’

  ‘Then come home,’ I said. ‘You can make me come again.’

  ‘Tempting, but I have to meet with Donald,’ he said.

  ‘Ew, why?’ I asked.

  ‘He wants to talk about Mister Brody,’ he said, ‘I don’t want to talk about it now. I’ll see you when I get home, OK?’

  ‘What time?’

  ‘About six,’ he said.

  ‘OK,’ I said. ‘I’ll see you then.’

  ‘OK, bye,’ he said, the line going dead a few moments later.

  I sighed, hanging up. I tossed the phone on the side table before I turned into the pillow, still trying to recover from the orgasm still pulsing throughout me whenever I tightened my muscles.

  I gave a contented sigh, closing my eyes and finding myself falling easily into sleep. I slept for a long while, waking up to arms around me, lips touching my bare shoulder. I smiled, knowing it was Quinn just from the feel of his lips and arms.

  ‘Did I wake you?’ he asked.

  ‘A little,’ I said, my eyes still closed but my arms wrapped around him tightly. ‘When did you get home?’

  ‘Just now. I came to see where you were, found you naked and cuddling into my pillow,’ he said.

  ‘It smells like you,’ I said. ‘You smell good.’

  ‘So you’ve told me,’ he said, a smile audible in his voice.

  I opened my eyes, which were still heavy from sleep, looking up to his face. ‘I was planning on wearing some of the new lingerie, but I guess I fell asleep.’

  ‘I think I prefer coming home to you naked. Are you still tired?’ he asked, before kissing me on the forehead.

  ‘A little,’ I said again, leaning up and kissing him. ‘But I think I’m waking up.’

  I brought my hands down to his slacks, kissing him as I undid the button and zip. I pulled him out of the slacks, seeing he wasn’t wearing any briefs. I started to stroke him, our lips never parting, his tongue flicking mine gently before he kissed me deeply.

  His hand reached down, his middle finger diving into me, finding my clit easily and using firm pressure in a circular motion. I let out a little gasp before kissing him again, stroking him gently.

  I felt myself getting close to coming, so I let go of him. He took hold of himself and pushed into me. We both shuddered as he pushed me on the bed, the pillow propping me up and keeping my face close to his as he started to thrust into me with his entire weight.

  ‘Oh,’ I said, his breath in my face as he panted, letting out groans as he got closer to coming.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on as he kept going, slow and steady, driving into me with an intensity that took me by surprise. I shouldn’t have been surprised by how much he wanted me, how much I turned him on, how much he loved fucking me.

  He kissed me, his mouth hot, breathing in as he sucked it out again, panting heavily as he thrust into me, making me pull away to call out. He sped up, my orgasm building. I gripped onto him as I threw my head back, letting out a sharp moan, his head falling to my chest as he came with me, grunting as he pumped, coming hard.

  He bucked from the orgasm before his body went
quiet, his head on my chest as we panted, heavy breathing filling the room. We sat like that for a while before he was able to pull himself off me, rolling onto his back. I turned in, putting my head on his chest, feeling the softness of his shirt beneath my sweaty cheek.

  We lay there for a while until our breathing evened and we fell asleep.

  When I awoke it was because I felt Quinn stir, my eyes opening as he got off the bed. He started to unbutton his shirt, his slacks dropping to the floor next. The light from the sunset shone on his perfect ass, the room filled with a warm glow.

  ‘You’re awake,’ he said, his back to me.

  ‘I am,’ I said, putting my arms above my head. ‘As are you.’

  He turned, completely naked. He got back on the bed, grabbing my hip and pulling me closer. ‘I wonder if I should take you again.’

  My brow rose. ‘You’re wondering if?’

  ‘I figure you might be tired,’ he said. ‘But you laying here, naked like this with me, it’s hard to resist.’

  ‘When it comes to you and sex I rarely say no,’ I said playfully. ‘Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever said no.’

  ‘You can if you want,’ he said.

  ‘I know,’ I said. ‘I don’t want to.’

  He stroked my thigh. ‘What am I going to do with you?’

  ‘Love me,’ I said, stroking his face. ‘Like you already do.’

  He went quiet, staring me right in the eyes. Those crystal clear green eyes grabbed hold of me and didn’t let go. I felt everything in me set on fire, my heart speeding up.

  He nodded, laying down again. ‘Do you like dancing?’

  ‘Dancing?’ I repeated.

  ‘Yeah, like at clubs,’ he said.

  ‘Uh, I’m not really a clubbing girl, but I guess I could go for dancing every once in a while. Why?’

  ‘Donald is opening a new club downtown. He’s having a grand opening Thursday night,’ he said. ‘You want to go?’

  I thought about it, smiling a little. ‘Sure. Wait, what do I wear to a club?’

  ‘Something short, tight, and glittery,’ he said.

  ‘Hmm,’ I said, thinking about my wardrobe. ‘I guess I’ll need to buy something for the occasion.’

  ‘We need to go shopping anyway. You need a dress for Mister Brody’s this weekend and the wedding next,’ he said, putting his hands behind his head.

  ‘Wow, when you said your schedule gets full during the summer you weren’t kidding,’ I said.

  He nodded. ‘Yeah, it gets worse the closer to July it gets. It slows down near the end of August, then putters out.’

  ‘Fun,’ I said, realizing I was his official arm candy. Where Quinn went, I was to follow.

  I guess that won’t change if he asks me to marry him.

  ‘What are you thinking?’ he asked.

  ‘Oh, just about the summer,’ I said, leaning on my arm. ‘I guess finding a dress for that stupid ball is pretty important, too.’

  ‘I already have a gown in mind,’ he said. ‘I have Jessy working on it.’

  ‘Jessy?’

  ‘I wanted it to be a surprise. I don’t know what kind of jewellery you like, but you’ll need a necklace, earrings. I want you to sparkle, stand out.’

  ‘Why though? Not that going to a ball isn’t every girl’s fantasy, especially with her Prince Charming, but why do I need to stand out?’

  ‘I want everyone to know you’re mine,’ he said simply.

  I smirked. ‘I think everyone will know.’

  ‘I want to make a statement,’ he said. ‘You’ll see what I mean the night of.’

  ‘I’m terrified now,’ I said, ‘Way to go.’

  ‘You’ll enjoy it,’ he said. ‘You’ll meet everyone and they’ll see that this is it. No one else will do.’

  ‘You make me sound a lot more special than I am,’ I said.

  ‘I guess that’s what love does to a man,’ he said, looking elsewhere in the room.

  I knew that was as close as I was going to get to him telling me he loved me, at least at that moment. It thrilled me no end. It wasn’t much, but with Quinn it was a lot.

  He looked to me, his brow furrowing. ‘What?’

  I shook my head. ‘Nothing.’

  ‘We should get something to eat, then I should get some work done,’ he said.

  I smiled, pouncing on him, straddling his naked lap. ‘I don’t think we’re done here.’

  ‘Oh, really?’ he asked, trying to play it cool.

  ‘Really,’ I said, pinning him down.

  ‘You going to tie me up again?’ he asked.

  I smiled. ‘You liked it, didn’t you?’

  ‘It was all right,’ he said.

  My mouth fell open. ‘All right? It was the best you had.’

  ‘You’re always the best I’ve had. You top it every time we fuck,’ he said.

  ‘You just can’t get enough of me,’ I said, kissing him lightly.

  ‘Maybe,’ he said. He was able to break my grip, his hands going to my waist, then stroking up to my breasts. ‘You have no idea how perfect your breasts are.’

  I laughed a little. ‘You like to tell me a lot, so I think I do. They’re my favourite part of my body.’

  ‘Mine too,’ he said, a sparkle in his eye as he smirked.

  He ran his hands down my stomach to my hips. I kissed his chest, trailing down until I came to his pelvis, kissing slowly and carefully until I took hold of his half-hard cock, stroking up and down and coming to life in my hand.

  I knew it would drive him crazy, but I decided on an old fashioned hand-job. I crawled up his body so I could kiss him, his kisses eager as my hand worked on him. It didn’t take long until I felt his body tensing, his cock bucking in my hand as he started to shake, letting out a moan as he came, spilling on his stomach. I could feel it pumping out. He fell quiet and I let go.

  His breathing was heavy, enjoying his post-come euphoria, his eyes meeting mine.

  ‘Your turn,’ he said.

  He twisted so he was on top of me, kissing my stomach before diving down, not giving me even a moment to adjust. I let out a moan as he flicked lightly at my clit, his tongue wet and soft, getting an even slower build, the intense feeling of the orgasm making my breathing pick up.

  It only took one last flick of his tongue for me to explode, my legs shaking as it pulsed through me, my whole body collapsing. Well, he got what he wanted; he’d eaten.

  Chapter Ten

  I walked into the gym with Dani, laughing as we handed our keys over. We put our stuff away in the change room, heading out to the ellipticals, as usual. We talked during our cardio, which got my heart rate up, especially because we were laughing.

  Soon we headed towards the weight rooms.

  ‘Dicks are our inside joke,’ Dani said, stopping as she realized what she had said.

  I laughed. ‘Yes, inside joke.’

  ‘That was a good one.’

  ‘I should add it to our list of inside jokes,’ I said, walking over to the weights and picking up two twelves. ‘The same as “be right back, getting my taco stuffed”. God we’re weird.’

  ‘In the most fantastic way. I forgot my water bottle,’ she said. ‘I’m going to get a drink from the water fountain.’

  ‘I’ll bring our weights over to our area.’

  ‘OK,’ she said with a smile, her ponytail bouncing as she made her way out.

  I walked to the corner area on the far side of the room, putting down the weights. I felt a figure standing beside me, barely registering it until I looked up, seeing Ryan in front of me.

  My whole body jumped. ‘Jesus Christ!’

  He smiled. ‘Whoa, calm down.’

  ‘I thought I told you to leave me alone,’ I said.

  ‘I work out here,’ he said.

  ‘I’ve been working out here for two months and I’ve only seen you recently,’ I said, walking to the little corner. He followed, much to my chagrin. ‘Why are you following me?’

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sp; ‘I’m not allowed to talk to you? Or is your boyfriend going to pummel me?’ he asked.

  ‘I will gladly watch as he does,’ I said, walking past him and towards the weights, looking for Dani’s fifteens.

  ‘You’re still with that asshole?’ he asked.

  ‘Yup, I live with him,’ I said, looking over the weights on the stand. ‘Which is why you probably can’t stalk me any more, or so I thought until you started coming to my gym.’

  ‘It’s a public place, Stephanie,’ he said.

  ‘I was here first, Ryan,’ I said angrily, grabbing two fifteens off the rack. ‘I asked you to leave me alone.’

  ‘Again, I can’t talk to you?’ he asked.

  I turned to him. ‘No! That’s the whole point of leaving me alone! I changed my number, I moved, you shouldn’t be able to find me.’

  ‘You did all that to avoid me?’ he asked.

  I shook my head. ‘No, it just worked out perfectly that way. Now, leave. Go find another gym. Why aren’t you with your parents in Oshawa?’

  ‘Because I got a job in the city,’ he said.

  ‘There are dozens of other gyms, go to them,’ I said. ‘Or else I will sick Quinn on you. He has great lawyers; I’m sure a restraining order would be easy to whip up.’

  ‘You know what? You’re a real bitch,’ he said, ‘I’ll leave you to your gym. I don’t need this shit.’

  ‘Good,’ I shouted. ‘Fall off the face of the planet; it would make us a lot happier.’

  He shook his head, walking past Dani, who widened her eyes as she approached.

  ‘Uh-oh,’ she said.

  Tears rose in my eyes. ‘Yeah.’

  ‘You OK? Well, I mean, you obviously aren’t,’ she said.

  I shook my head. ‘I’m fine. I just got rattled when I saw him, then saw red.’

  ‘Maybe he’ll take the hint and leave you alone,’ she said.

  ‘Maybe,’ I said. ‘I threatened him with a restraining order, so I guess he got the point.’

  ‘Man, your life is so dramatic,’ she said.

  ‘I know. I’m not used to it. I guess that’s what happens when you have a boyfriend and need to deal with his family, your own, and your ex.’

  ‘Yeah,’ she said, frowning. ‘Well, we can work it out until the feeling goes away.’

  I laughed, nodding. ‘Yeah. Definitely.’