She sighed. “Anyway, during our fake dates, it’s first base only, same as today, but once I’m off the clock, we’ll see how far you get.”
He could work with that. Second wasn’t far from third, and he’d corner that base all the way to home plate.
“I’d like to add an addendum,” she continued.
“Of course, you would.”
“While we’re in this, you can’t be whoring all over town. No other women. I won’t have you jumping out of someone else’s bed to crawl into mine. I won’t be second choice if someone better comes along. It’s four weeks. Can you handle that?”
“No problem.” He’d been celibate since the day they met at the diner to hammer out their deal, and he looked forward to the challenge. In fact… “How about a little pre-game warm up?”
“I’m afraid the bases are the extent of my baseball analogies. What exactly are you proposing?”
“You’re in bed. I’m in bed. We’re on the phone...”
“Phone sex?” She laughed. “So now we’ve moved into fake fucking?”
“Not the way I do it.” He smiled. “Trust me, Legs. I’ll make you come so hard, you’ll be making booty calls instead of cookies.”
“Hmph, how will you know whether or not I’m faking an orgasm? I’ve done it before, lots of times.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”Sort of. Jo sure as fuck didn’t deserve to be left dissatisfied, but he didn’t want to think about fucking Murdick making her fall apart. “But don’t worry. You’ll never have to fake it with me.”
“Okay, so tell me how this pre-game warm up works.”
“It’s simple. I play with the bat and balls, and you—”
“I don’t have that equipment.”
“No, baby, you have the glove, and I want all five fingers crammed into it.”
She mumbled something that sounded like, “Not gonna happen,” before a low buzz saturated his ears.
He groaned as the sound reverberated through his balls. Legs with a fucking vibrator? That fantasy alone would get him through four weeks. But he had other plans for tonight. “Turn it off.”
“But—”
“You have your rules. I have mine.”
More grumbling, but the buzzing stopped.
“Good girl. Now, take off your clothes.”
She snorted. “Puh-leeze.”
Avery chuckled. “I should have known you’re not into good girl kink, but this only works if you do exactly as I say.”
Despite her petulance, a quick swish of material emphasized three things—she didn’t sleep naked, what she did wear didn’t amount to much, and she’d obeyed his command.Not that he was into D/s play either. Eh, maybe just a little, in situations like tonight.
“I’m down to my earbuds, I swear.”
“Awe, Legs, you’re killing me. I don’t suppose you’d switch to a video call, would you?”
“Nice try, but I don’t trust you not to take screen shots.”
“Okay, moving on. Do you have any fantasies?”
“Not really.”
