Page 95 of The Wrong Date Deal

“Are you naked?” Piper asked when the noise settled down again.

“Yes.”

“Wow.” She couldn’t hold back any longer, her hand moving eagerly to her clit, fingers working faster than she wanted them to. She wanted to draw this whole thing out, wanted it to last, but her body was racing ahead of her. “I’m touching myself, August. Thinking about you naked. Thinking about you kissing me, about my hands under your shirt.”

“Fuck, that’s hot.”

“You’rehot.”

“You, too,” August said right as Piper moaned down the phone, prompting a needy gasp from her too.

“God, I wish you were here.”

“Me too. I want to kiss you, feel you. I was so turned on the whole way home.”

“I love thinking about you like that, trying desperately to concentrate on anything but how much you want me.” Her fingers moved rapidly, dancing over her clit, her body hurtling closer and closer as she listened to August’s ragged breathing and imagined how wet she’d been driving home. “I took a shower trying to cool down—” She broke off as she felt herselfclose to the edge, forcing her hand to slow down, to make this last longer.

“Is that supposed to help?” August asked, her voice rough and uneven, informing Piper she was getting close too. “Because the thought of you wet and naked isn’t cooling me down.”

“I’m not sad about that.”

“Same. Fuck. Piper, I’m so close.”

Piper moaned. She loved phone sex. She loved hearing August touching herself, loved having August tell her what was happening. “I want to listen to you come, August. I want you to come thinking about me wet, and naked, and touching you. Because I am wet and naked right now, and IwishI was touching you.”

August let out a long, low moan before she began chanting curses that cut off with a gasped moan as she came. The sounds pushed Piper over the edge with her, her fingers moving so fast they were almost clumsy. Her body tensed, her feet planted on the mattress pushed her hips up, desperately searching for August’s distant touch as pleasure wracked through her body, flooding every inch of her in delicious, thrumming satisfaction.

She listened to August’s panting coming into time with her own as they both floated in the bliss of the moment.

“I definitely should have asked you in,” she said eventually, breaking the joyous quiet between them.

“We both know why you didn’t. We both know it was for the best.” August laughed, sounding thoroughly spent.

Piper desperately wanted to know what she looked like after she came—and when she came. “Do we?”

“Okay, maybe we don’t, but we both know why we had to go home alone.”

“Because phone sex is amazing and we wouldn’t have gotten to do it otherwise?”

“All you have to do is call.” She laughed softly. “I think we’d have gotten the opportunity either way.”

“That is great information to have.”

“Are you surprised I want to have sex with you? Aftertonight?”

“Ha. Well, I guess not. But, still. Good to know which options are on the table.”

“All the options. Every single one of them.”

Piper hummed happily and wondered whether that included doing itonthe table. She still hadn’t gotten the answer for exactly what August had done on tables before but she didn’t mind getting it from a live demonstration. “So… if I called a cab and had it bring me to you right now?”

“Absolutely on the table.”

She giggled. “We probably shouldn’t…”

“Probably not. I wouldn’t want to getanysleep at all if you were here right now.”

“Right. And we’re supposed to be awake and alert tomorrow.”

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