Page 39 of Ice Contact
Olivia
No emergencies yet tonight?
I throw my phone, too scared to watch for a reply.Yep, he’s definitely going to think I’m a weirdo.Out of the corner of my eye, I see the screen of my phone light up like a glow stick buried in my comforter. I snatch it up, the corners of my lips spreading up my face.He’s calling me. I stare at the phone, almost afraid to touch it as if it will disappear. My shaky fingers finally swipe across the screen to answer it.
“Hello?”
“Olivia,” he says with a deep rumble. My thighs squeeze together at hearing him say my name, his voice full of promises and pleasure. “You know you can just call me if you want to talk, right? I don’t bite…well,” he chuckles darkly, “we haven’t gotten to that yet anyway.”
My God, why does the thought of that have me already dripping wet? Concentrate Olivia; speak a response to the sexy voice on the other end of the line.
“I didn’t know if you were still busy with the team; I didn’t want to bother you,” I say, squinting my eyes and biting the inside of my cheek.
“I actually just got to my room after our team dinner. You need to know you are never bothering me. Ever. If you call and I can’t answer, I’ll call you back the second I can. I need you to understand there isnothingI want more than to hear from you, siren. I’m going to have to punish you when I get back home; I need to make sure I get my point across.”
My fingers grip my phone tighter, my pulse racing at the thought of him spanking me again. “Promise?”
He lets out a loud groan, the sound rumbling through every inch of me. “You are beyond incredible, Olivia. And here I am, thousands of miles away from you, when all I want is to have you in every way possible.”
Beaming from ear to ear, I reply, “You’re incredible too. I wish you were here. I know it’s not been long, but…I feel like I’ve known you forever.”
“Me too. I wish I’d met you a long time ago. But sometimes I think you have to go through a lot of shit to find the diamond in the rough.”
“Did you just quoteAladdin?” I tease with a raised eyebrow.
“I mean…” he says with a laugh. “You are a diamond in the rough, but I didn’t need a genie or a lamp to find you. Just a long day of unpacking and a beer at Walt’s.”
“Funny, I thought you would have rubbed yourmagic lamp at some point.” I slap my hand over my mouth to cover my gasp.Shit, did I just say thatout loud?
“Every night since we met and sometimes in the morning. I can’t get you out of my mind, siren…and I don’t want to.”
Holy mother of pearl.Warmth races between my legs, my back arching off the bed at the thought of Hayes getting off while thinking about me. “Seriously?”
“Dead serious. And what about you, Miss Filthy Mouth?”
I freeze, my mouth dropping open.I did not expect the conversation to shift in this direction.I clear my throat. “M-me? We are talking aboutyouhere.”
“Oh, no, no, no. You started this. You have a magic lamp you can rub too.” His voice drops down to a growl. “So, Olivia, my question is…have you touched yourself thinking about me?”
I am trying not to let my eyes bug out any further as my heart races. I’ve never talked about the ‘m word’ with anyone I’ve ever been with. That’s always been done by each involved party in private. Tapping my fingers against my forehead, my bodytenses. I honestly don’t know why I even made the comment about Hayes rubbing one out.What was I thinking?
I sigh, staring up at the ceiling, hyperaware of the growing arousal between my legs. Maybe, deep down, I need to talk about it. This man, and everything about him, is like a freaking truth serum. His presence alone makes me want to confess all of my deepest, darkest secrets.
“I…maybe. Like…you know…maybe once. Or twice,” I mumble, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Once or twice? Oh, sweet girl…you are aterribleliar. I can just picture your pretty face blushing right now.”Well, he’s not wrong.“I’ve told you, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about with me. So, tell me…how often do you touch yourself thinking of me? My cock. My mouth.”
Holy shit, am I talking about this? You can do this, Liv.I swallow back my fear.“If I’m being honest, it’s more like…every day since I met you.”
From the growl Hayes releases, I have a hunch he’s holding onto more than just his phone right now, and my toes curl into the sheets at the thought. “Olivia, have you ever had phone sex?”
My body shivers as goosebumps cover me and every drop of blood races below my waist. “No,” I finally find my voice to shakily reply, “I’ve always felt like I would be awkward.”
“You have never been awkward with me once, Olivia.” I hear fabric rustling in the background, my heart pounding as I picture what Hayes could be doing. “What makes you afraid?”
“It’s not that I’m afraid now…I don’t ever feel afraid with you, Hayes. There’s something about you that makes me want to try things I’ve never done before,” I admit. And it’s the truth. Heat rushes through my body. The things I would let this man talk me into are endless.
“Good. I don’t want you to ever feel awkward with me. We can work up to full-on phone sex another time. I have an ideathat I think you’ll like; something to make it easier when the time comes.”
