“Sounds great,” I manage to say.
“Oh, okay,” she responds surprised.
When her cell phone rings, she answers the call.
“Christian, I can’t... I mean, with all due respect...” she drifts looking away. She sighs.
That surprises me. I never thought of my Playroom as a place for pain.
Her inhale is sharp and sweet. Desire builds up on me. I must have her again. Now!
“Do you like that?” I whisper in her ear.
“Have you done this before?” I ask speculatively.
She frowns not understanding.
“Yes to what?”
“What exactly do you mean he isn’t alone, Taylor?”
“He’s with someone.”