Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 129571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
“No. He’s on another plane.”
“And where are you?”
“The same city as you.”
“Whatever.”
“How much do you want to bet?”
“Chase, I don’t have time for this.”
“If I’m wrong, you tell me, and I’ll give my phone to Sherman so that the next time you call, you’ll be able to talk to him. But,” Chase laughed, “if I’m right, you touch yourself right now.”
Heat pooled between my thighs. I tried to ignore it. “We don’t have time for that.”
“Why not?”
“Benny could come back anytime now.”
“Benny is going to be very busy in the next couple of days.”
“Why?”
“London.”
I tensed and lost all of my words.
“That’s where I’m at, tesoro. London.”
Breathe, Jasmine. Breathe.
“Hmmm.” His voice drummed down through my flesh. “So I’m right, and you know what that means.”
“How did you figure it out?”
“He’s a cockney.”
“Christ.”
“Benny’s going to need Jesus in these next couple days. Where are you in London?”
“I don’t have the address, but ...”
“Save me some time, tesoro.”
“Bishop’s Avenue. An abandoned mansion on Bishop’s Avenue.”
“I have friends that have properties there.”
“You would.”
“I’ve been reading his journals. And for once, I actually know more than everyone else. At least everyone but your mother.”
“Stay away from her.”
Chase sighed. “She’s going to be a problem, Jasmine.”
“What are you saying?”
“We don’t have time to talk about that,” he insisted. “Touch yourself.”
“I’m getting ready to go.”
“Are you sure? I have a whole lot more information. Wouldn’t you rather be in the light, instead of the dark?”
“I’m in the dark right now.”
“What are you wearing?” he asked.
“Jeans and a shirt.” I set the flashlight upright on the floor. “What else do you have to tell me? Hurry up.”
“You’re the one that needs to hurry.”
“Fine. I’m touching myself right now.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I am.” I smiled.
“Tesoro, I know how your voice sounds, when your fingers are on your pussy. Do it, baby. Touch her for me.”
“Stop.”
“Does she miss me?”
“Yes.”
“Touch her.”
“Benny could come back.”
“Fuck him. Touch yourself, tesoro.”
Arousal moved inside of my chest and then dove straight to the middle of my thighs. “Chase, I can’t.”
“You can.”
“Baby.”
“Hurry, tesoro.”
“You’re insane.”
“You love that about me.”
“Do I?” I leaned against the door, unbuttoned my jeans, and slipped my hands into my panties. Sparks rushed up my body. As soon as my fingers met my hungry flesh, I’d given all control over to him. “Now what?”
“Aww. Now you’re touching her. I can tell. It’s in the tiny hint of sensuality added to your voice. Say something else.”
I circled my clit and licked my lips. “Chase is a lunatic.”
“Oh yes, tesoro. You’re definitely touching her now. How wet are you?”
“So wet.” I guided my fingers to my opening and pushed one finger inside. “I miss you so much.”
“You miss me or my dick?”
“Both.”
“And my tongue?”
“Every night.” I pushed another finger inside and moved them in and out. Wet sloshing sounds filled the space. I groaned with lusty excitement. “I dreamt about you last night.”
“Did I have my face buried deep between your thighs?”
“No. You were Hades and I, Persephone.”
“That’s depressing.”
“Mmmhmm.” I stuck another finger inside and imagined that it was Chase’s thick cock pushing inside of me. “God I miss you.”
“Are you fingering that sweet treasure right now?”
“Yes, baby.”
“I promise you this ... tomorrow, before the day ends, my mouth and cock will be kissing every place that you touch.”
My nipples hardened under my shirt, and I wished he stood in front of me to assault them with his tongue. Damn you, Chase. I increased the pace of my fingers, slipping and sliding into my warm tunnel and bumping my palm against my wet clit to get me to ecstasy faster. My body had been starved, my flesh dehydrated and barely holding on. This touch would only be a drop of water, and I feared that after this call I would be worse off, rather than better.
“Rock that pussy, tesoro.”
Just those freaking words had me close to coming.
“Yes,” I groaned.
“Are you rocking into your hand?”
“Yes, baby.” I ground my center into my fingers. With each bit of pressure, my pulse soared, my hormones heated, and my body came close to eruption.
“I wish I was there.”
“Chase.” A soft whisper left my lips. I moved faster, needing to reach that point that helped me escape the craziness of reality. “Oh.”
“Come for me, tesoro. Just this once. And tomorrow, you’ll come for me again.”
I imagined Chase inside of me. Right in front of my face.
His eyes half closed.
His tongue traveling along my lips as he forced himself to hold on.
The passion in his eyes.
His low groan.
The urgency in his fingers as he squeezed me to him, his fingernails digging into my skin, but never hurting, just telling me how bad I made him lose control.
I remembered it all.
The squeak of the bed,
and the boom of the headboard crashing into the back of our wall.
My pussy, so wet, tired, and hungry.
He would take my nipples into his mouth and suck so loud that I’d moan out his name over and over, bouncing on his cock, doing a dance with my pussy.