When I take too long to respond, his name flashes across the screen as he calls me. Luckily I had switched it to silent so it didn’t bother Beth, but I can’t answer it in front of her, so I hit reject. I can picture him chuckling to himself, wherever he is. Is he somewhere in public? Maybe in his office?
I stand up abruptly and clear my throat, placing the half-finished bagel back in the paper bag and shoving it in my drawer.I’m far too turned on to eat. My mind can’t think of anything else but him. The sound of his gravelly voice, the way he makes my skin prickle with his breath. The way his lips feel against me.
I excuse myself and have to stop my legs from running down the hallway to the rest room. I push open the door and check to see if anyone else is here. They’re not. And, even though I’m alone, I lock myself in one of the stalls, strangely feeling like it gives me a little more privacy.
When I dial, he must have been sitting right on his cell as it hardly has a chance to ring more than once.
“Hello, Stunner.”
“Hi,” I say breathlessly. I feel like a schoolgirl with a crush when I hear his voice.
“Where are you?”
“In the restroom.” I smile, leaning back against the stall door.
“Jesus, Ari. Just the sound of your voice. The thought of you…You make me so fucking hard. Can you finish work early?”
“No, I was going to call you. It’s going to be a little later today…”
“I can’t wait. I don’t want to wait. I want you now, Stunner. I want your body underneath me. I want your lips against mine.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I don’t want to wait either. But I can’t—”
“Are you wet, Ari? Because I’m hard as fucking stone here. Touch yourself,” he says. More a suggestion than an order, but I still find it hard to do.
“I…I…” I stutter, because he makes it easy to do when I’m with him, but this feels…weird. Because he’s not here physically. Because it feels so damn dirty and not something I would have ever done before.
“I know you’re desperate for me to touch you. I can tell by the way your breathing has gotten heavier. Imagine I’m there in that stall with you. I push you up against the wall, my tongue tangleswith yours and you moan into my mouth. I pin your hands above your head with one hand, and with the other, I push your skirt up. Can you feel it, Ari? Can you feel my hands on you?”
“Yes, I feel your hands.”
“What underwear do you have on today?”
“Lace, white lace,” I answer, and hear him groan.
“Push it to one side with your fingers and stroke yourself.”
I do exactly what he says, my fingers immediately stroke with rhythm. I’m fired up. Wound so tight, it’ll only take a minute before I orgasm, and I don’t remember a time when I was so responsive. I moan “Oh god.” I gasp on a rush of breath.
“Imagine it’s my fingers working you, Stunner. I’m sucking your neck. Biting that spot that sends you wild just behind your ear. You’re close. I can hear you.”
“Holy shit,” I gasp. I knew I was close, but my orgasm is rushing up on me, making my eyes blur, my breath falter and my body start to shake. I picture him on the other end of the line. Is he touching himself too? I haven’t even asked where he is. But I can’t. I can’t process anything other than the here and now.
“You’re going to come, Ari?”
“Yes,” I pant.
“Let it go, Stunner.”
So I do.
It hits me like a freight train. Buckling my legs and forcing the air out of my lungs.
“Fuck, holy shit,” I pant. “Denham…” His name rolls from my lips in a whisper as my back arches, and my shoulders press into the stall door. As my orgasm eases, I let my body slide down, until I am crouching. The way my legs are shaking I can’t hold my body up straight yet, so I crouch here until my breathing regulates a little.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, Ari,” Denham growls down the line.
“Shit, did you…are you…” I can’t get the words out properly.
