Time to Play(22)

“Why did you give that video and the photos to the media?” she asked.

“I don’t know.” He stroked her cheek. She felt the electric heat of his touch through her whole body. Her pussy pulsed with renewed arousal. Fuck, she needed to get him out of the apartment.

“I think you should go home before it gets too dark.”

“Are you kicking me out?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve never been kicked out of a woman’s apartment,” he said, stroking her hair. She wanted to purr like a kitten at his touch. Instead, she stood up and moved away.

He got up off the couch. Her gaze went to the expanse of his chest and the hard planes of his stomach.

“I’ll leave you alone to your work.” She went with him to the door. He turned at the last minute to cup her cheek. “If you need anything at all, do not hesitate to ask.”

“I won’t.”

Cole left her apartment. She watched from her window as he walked out of the main door. He brushed press off him without making a comment. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw him take one last look at her. Did he know she was watching?

Get a grip, Simone. He’s Callum’s best friend. Do not become what you hate the most.

A cheater.

She moved away from the window, closing the curtains before she did. Darkness was a welcome relief after the pain of the last few hours. Even after everything had happened, she was still damned horny. Callum had a way of making her ache with a stare. She’d seen the intention in his eyes. If it hadn’t been for Cole’s knock at the office staff room, she’d have let him have his way with her on the counter. Any other chance had been squandered with the presence of Cole.

What concerned her the most was how Cole was affecting her. She’d never been attracted to two men at once, and she didn’t know what to make of her sudden urge with Cole and Callum.

Simone walked into the kitchen, cleaned away her breakfast plates from that morning, then made her way through for a shower. She wanted to freshen up. Leaving the phone unplugged, she went straight into the bathroom.

She stripped her clothes off, and her reflection in the mirror caught her eye. The love bite he’d given her looked dark purple and out of place on her skin. Frowning, she saw where he’d touched her on Friday. There had been no holding back. He’d given her everything he’d got. She loved every second of what he’d done to her. Her pussy warmed as she remembered the feel of his hard cock fucking her from behind as he held her hair in his fist. The slapping of their flesh had echoed off the walls.

Moving away, she climbed into the shower, soaping every part of her body. She was on fire with renewed need. Every inch of her skin felt sensitive to the lightest touch. She whimpered when she cupped her mound, feeling her clit pulse.

Once her shower was finished, she padded back to the bedroom. She was exhausted from the events of the day. Her pussy was on fire. She needed more. Simone pulled her pink vibrator out of the draw along with a tube of lube and some massage oil.

She opened her towel, turned the television on to the sex channel she paid for, and lay back. Her fascination with sex had begun since the moment she could finally have it. She’d watched one of her school friends getting laid at one of the graduation parties. It had been the best viewing she’d seen at the time for her age.

Staring at the television, she watched the woman kneel before the large man. Simone couldn’t help but compare the guy on television with Callum. They were both large, and from the look of his shaft, they were about the same size.

For several moments she watched the woman sucking the guy’s cock while her own pussy began a fire inside her. She held the pink vibrator in her hand then eased it between her thighs, testing the wetness of her slit.

She was dripping wet. The lube would not be necessary. She used the lube in case she wasn’t wet enough to use the vibrator. Going into her drawer a second time, she pulled out a dildo, her gaze never once leaving the television.

“That’s it, baby. Suck it down.”

Simone couldn’t stop the chuckle. The clichéd words always made her smile.

“Do you love sucking my cock? Yeah, that’s it, like that.”

The words did nothing to stop her growing hunger. Callum hadn’t come close to finishing her off in the staff room.

Heaping the pillows behind her, she stared at the screen and opened her legs wide. Simone turned on the vibrator and slowly teased her clit with the tip. She closed her eyes the moment the vibrator touched her.

The porn on the screen was only there to help her get warmed up. Her own imagination provided the rest.

She slipped into her fantasy without a problem.