Page 28 of Her Wolf

He emptied himself before he fumbled the phone closer, and he kept his softening dick inside her when he answered.

“Yes?” His voice was breathless, but harsh.

“I am returning your call,” came a quiet reply. The man had a strong American accent, and he knew for a fact he’d never heard it before.

Neo pulled out of Sylvia, squeezing her ass as she fell onto her side, and then moved to the edge of the bed so he sit up and put his cock away.

“My sincerest condolences for your loss,” the man said, before Neo could speak again. Which was better, because he was still trying to get his breath back. “Your father was a great man. He will be sorely missed.”

The words sounded empty but, they didn’t sound rehearsed.

He couldn’t quite get the hang of this stranger, but who the hell else did he have on his side?

“You and my father were close?” he asked.

“We were business partners,” the man said. “I assume that is why you called.”

Neo didn’t know what to say. He spun back to Sylvia, and she gave him an open-mouthed smile. She was finishing herself off; the fingers of one hand inside while she strummed her clit with the other.

He wanted to look away, but the growing pleasure on her face was hypnotic. “I don’t understand,” he said.

There was a moment’s silence before the man spoke again. “My apologies,” he said in a slow drawl. “I assumed you were calling to confirm arrival of the first shipment.”

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