Page 74 of Where the River Meets the Skye

I did. Smile emoji

Wanna finish it? Devil emoji. There was a pause before Skye replied.

Come again?

Exactly.

River, you do know I’m at school, right? In my classroom?

Do you have to be? Can you go to your car?

River?

What?

Are you serious?

Am I serious about getting you to rub one out in your car over the phone? Hell yeah. You have a condom?

Another pause. This was risky, they both knew it. Skye would have to be discreet as hell, but it was also turning River on like nothing had for a long time, and he assumed the same was true for Skye. And God they needed this.

Yes, came Skye’s reply a moment later. God, I can’t believe I’m even considering this. I am so getting fired.

River stroked himself as he thought of his gorgeous husband and what they were about to do. God, Skye, I’m so hard right now. Please.

Jesus, Riv. You’re killing me.

Wish I was stroking you instead. Or had your gorgeous cock inside me. God, Skye, I want to touch you.

River!

You in the car?

Jesus, yes. Don’t text me for a minute. I told my boss I needed to run a quick errand during my lunch break so I could find somewhere besides the school parking lot to have phone sex with my husband.

You didn’t tell him the phone sex part did you?

Eye roll emoji.

Laugh emoji.

River?

Yeah?

I love you.

Got your condom on?

Yes.

Are you touching yourself?

Fuck, yes.

How hard are you, Skye?

Riv, don’t torture me.

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