I knew it was a game. Damn but a good game it was for as long as it lasted.
"Let me go." I whisper.
He stares at me. His face turning so cold. "Fine." He says letting up on the grip of my arm.
"I'm done playing this game."
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"Fuck yeah I did but that's not the only thing I fucking liked." I was silent on my end. "Do me a favor, tesoro and touch yourself." My breath caught in my throat.
I made my sheets wrap around me tighter to keep the throbbing between my legs under control. "What?" I barely let out in a short whimper.
He chuckled on the other end. "Baby you heard what I said." Oh God, I can feel my heartbeat down there. "Take off that sexy ass thong and slip your pretty little finger inside your damn pussy." The rasp inside his voice makes my body ache all over for his touch. "Spread your damn legs, Anastasia." He spit out the words. No longer patient for my pettiness.
My breathing quickly became heavy. I opened my legs for him and slipped off my thong. The shirt that I made rode up my waist. My cold hand burned into my stomach. "Now what?" I ask. Waiting for his voice to tell me to touch myself once again.
"Now imagine it's me who's fucking you, not your fingers." I close my eyes while my phone is still pressed to my ear. My chest gets all tingly and I slide a hand down the front of my clit till a finger glides inside my already wet pussy.
I push another finger inside me. "Ah, Mason." I tucked in my bottom lip and sucked on it to keep my voice down.
Cassandra was just the room over.
There was a nose on the other end of the phone line. It made me grip my device harder as I made my fingers work faster inside me. "Anastasia, I want to hear you moan."
My eyes squeezed shut at the overwhelming pleasure that was filling me. "Mmm— God Mason can't you come over?" I was practically begging him to come finish the job he had so painfully started.
"No baby. I want you to feel the way I did when you made me leave for that meeting." I moaned into the phone at his ridiculousness.
"Please—" I pulled my fingers out to push my ass further down as I felt my orgasim reach its peak. "I need you, Masy." As I said the words Mason grunted out an exhale.
"Need me tomorrow, beautiful." The phone went dead then a beep filled my ear. I pulled it away and stared at the screen. He just hung up... he— fuck. My orgasim was long gone now, making me ache even more between my thighs.
I tossed my phone away. My body relaxed eventually to a state of numbness. My clit dripped of clear white lubricant but it wasn't anywhere enough to a successful orgasim.
As I stared at the ceiling I found myself trapped in a trace.
