Page 15 of Hayden's Stalker

“Me,” I tease him, stroking myself faster as I talk to him.

“Oh, really? So you didn’t want to come out with me tonight, but now you want to have phone sex?”

He sounds pissed, and I want to stop him from being angry at me, so I say, “I’m sorry, Blake. I really wish I could’ve come out with you, but I needed to get everything straightened out with Tati. That’s why I’m calling you now.”

“I’m busy with my friends,” he says, but his voice has dropped slightly, a sure sign that he’s turned on.

“That’s never stopped you before,” I point out. “Since when can Blake Stirling not find somewhere private to talk to me.”

He chuckles and says, “Well, that’s true.” The music gets quieter, and he murmurs, “I do enjoy phone calls with you, Hayden. When they’re not like the one we had earlier.”

He’s killing my erection, and I sigh. “I’ve said I’m sorry for that.”

“I accept your apology, but I’m just hurt you didn’t want to spend the night with me and chose someone else over your boyfriend.”

“It wasn’t like that, Blake.” I frown and drop my hand off my now soft cock. “It was important to get all the information from her on how everything works.”

“So why won’t you tell me if you think she’s sexy or not?” he demands.

“As I said, it doesn’t matter either way. I’m literally her employer. I’ve hired her to do a job, which, I might add, is to stop me from gettingkilled.” A chill runs through me at the word.

“Don’t be so fucking dramatic. People have stalkers all the time.” I can practically hear him roll his eyes.

“Wow. Thanks for the sympathy, Blake,” I bite out. “I appreciate you being so understanding when it comes to something I’m pretty fucking scared about.”

There’s a tense silence before he says in a kinder voice, “I’m sorry, Hayden. I didn’t mean to blow it off like that. I know you’re scared, but I just think it’ll all be fine.” His voice drops into a huskier tone, “Now, didn’t you want to talk privately with me?”

“My cock is soft as fuck now,” I huff.

“Hey, that’s how I like it. It makes it more enjoyable when it comes to life,” he says suggestively. “Mine is hard now. I bet if you had your mouth around it, your cock wouldn’t be soft for long.”

I’m semi-hard again as I listen to his words and admit, “True. I wish you were here so I could suck you dry.”

“Me, too, sexy. By the time I blew in your mouth, your cock would beveryhard.”

I moan as I begin to stroke myself again and tell him, “It is now.”

“So is mine. I’m pumping it with my fist and pretending it’s yours.”

“That’s what I was doing when I called you,” I admit.

He gives a sexy laugh. “I bet. Just imagine lubing up my ass so you can shove your thick, hard cock into me.”

“Mmm. That would be so good. Kissing you while I fuck your tight ass.” I stroke myself faster and groan.

“Yeah, that’s right. Imagine pounding into me, sexy. Your cock thrusting in and out until you blow your load deep inside me.”

I bite my lip and pant for breath as we continue talking. Eventually, I can’t manage any more words and just listen as Blake talks dirty to me. It’s as hot as ever, and my cock is painful from my need to come when pleasure surges through me, and I give in to my release.

“Fuck yes, Blake,” I grunt as the cum spurts onto my stomach.

“You sound so fucking hot when you come for me,” he purrs in my ear.

I drop my hand to the bed, barely able to manage the strength to hold the phone to my ear as I reply. “Thank you. I love you, Blake.”

“I love you, too, Hayden. I’ll see you tomorrow night, and we can do this in person.”

A satisfied smile comes to my lips. “Sounds good. See you then.”

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