“Thanks, bub.”
Silence fell between us as we watched each other. She rubbed her lips together.
“I was thinking more about our arrangement.”
Annie tucked her hair behind her ear, casually stroking her fingers through the length. “What about it?”
My face felt hot. “I was wondering if maybe we could . . . start now?”
Her mouth dropped into a scandalized smile. “Nick Oberbeck, are you booty calling me?”
“No!”
“Yes, you are! You’re on the road and feeling lonely, so you called the hottest girl in your contacts to get a little action.”
I put a hand over my burning-hot face. “No, Annie, it’s not just—”
“I’m teasing, Ober. You wanna get a little nasty on here?”
“I mean, we could check off me watching you and talking you through it. I could watch and learn.”
Annie bit her lip and gave a drowsy blink. “I could get into that. So you’ll be in charge this time?”
My voice was unduly raspy when I answered. “Yeah.”
She watched me, waiting. “Well? What should I do first?”
There was Annie, waiting for instructions. I could tell her just about anything and she’d do it. “You nervous, baby?”
“Sorry,” I said, running my hand over my face. “I wanted to be better at this. I want to be sexy for you.”
“Hey. Don’t apologize. I’m on your side. Do you want me to get us started and you can jump in whenever you feel good?”
“Let’s do that,” I said.
Those green eyes glinted with a flash of the devil. “Take your shirt off, Nick.”
I obeyed in an instant. “Good boy,” she cooed. “Stand up for me. Leave your pants on, but show me if you’re hard.”
No issue there. The second “good boy” left her lips, I was hard as a rock. I stood, running my hand over my aching hard-on.
“Mmm, gray sweats and everything. You came prepared.”
I grinned at her words, looking down at my hand working over my erection and up at her for approval. “That’s it. Now don’t touch it unless I tell you to.”
I groaned, her control ruining me already.
“Oh, is the little dove crying so soon? I thought you called to see me and tell me what to do,” she taunted.
“I did. Please let me see you. I never got to see you enough when we did this the last time,” I croaked.
“You mean when you were bad and grabbed my ass and titties in your bed?”
An apology was on the tip of my tongue, but was cut off by her removing her shirt, her dusky pink nipples revealed. She grabbed her breasts, closing her eyes and tipping her head back.
“So perfect, Annie. Does that feel good?”
“Hands where I can see them, Oberbeck,” she commanded, so I rested them on my bare chest. “Ooh, yeah. I like them there. Touch your chest like you’d touch me.”
