Page 9 of Just Between Us

The red lips on his collarbone.Red flag.

The skull that peeked out of his shirtsleeve and seeped onto the back of his hand.Red fucking flag.

My blood hummed.

“Hey, Precious.” The gravelly rasp of his voice melted over me, making me instantly forget this message was likely recorded for thousands of other women. “I missed you today.”

I swallowed hard, hanging on to his every word as my eyes closed and I listened, melting into the couch.

“You know,” he continued, “whatever happened happened. I know you want so badly to go back and change things, but you can’t. You gotta loosen your grip.”

My eyes fluttered open to watch his wide palm stroke absently across his broad, inked chest, then down his right thigh as he spoke. My breath caught.

“You gotta free up that mental space and make room for the future. Step by step. I know you think it’s gonna be tough, but so are you. Remind yourself you’re not starting from zero—you’re starting with experience. All right? Take it easy. Sit back.Relax.”

On the wordrelaxMr.Right.Nowshifted, and I caught a glimpse of the massive bulge between his thighs. Awareness sparked low in my belly, radiating lower until my whole body buzzed.

Please let tonight be a night you do it.

I licked my lips. SometimesMr.Right.Now’svideos led to his hand dipping below his waistband, freeing the biggest cock I’d ever seen and stroking it, talking with that deep voice of his until we both came.

Instead, his hand only grazed the outline of his cock. He continued to tease, talking about innocuous things in a way that always felt downright filthy until my body was aching for more. My fingertip circled my clit through my underwear.

Please.

Instead of giving me what I craved, a dark chuckle floated out of him. “Good night, Precious.”

The video ended and I slumped over, groaning into the back cushion on the couch before releasing a muffled scream into the fabric.

A notification sounded and flashed in the corner of the app. I sat upright, looking at my phone.

Mr.Right.Now is online.

I quickly tapped to open the chat and bit my lip as I typed, excited to banter with him a little after his video had gotten me so primed.

MsBlackCat:Wow. You really know how to disappoint a woman.

Mr.Right.Now:Needed more, did you?

He had no idea.

MsBlackCat:Long day.

Mr.Right.Now:You know, I can probably help with that.

Text bubbles popped up and disappeared. I held my breath and waited, curious what more he was going to say.

My phone vibrated with the incoming video chat. Panic seized my chest and I stared.

The vibration of the incoming call jolted me back to reality, and I quickly exited the app, then tossed my phone across the couch like a snake about to strike. I stared at it as breaths sawed in and out of me.

Mr.Right.Nowand I had never,evervideo messaged.

Absolutely not. No fucking way.

I dragged my hand through my long hair as my eyes stayed locked on the phone like he could come crawling through it at any moment.

---