Page 41 of He Saved My Boy
“On?”
“Do you follow the romance industry? My sister—who will always be just Dani to me—because that’s weird, writes under the pen name Charlotte Ann.”
I’d have to be living under a rock not to know her name, but instead of being snarky, I just nod. “I’ve heard of her. Any more celebrities you want to pull out of your ass while we’re at it? Got a famous uncle or grandparent I don’t know about?” I tease instead.
He looks sheepishly with a shrug into the phone. “Nope, that’s about it.”
Smiling, he shakes his head. “God, you’re adorable when you’re caught off guard, you know that? Well, I think you’re sexy when you get excited. Now that I know you like surprises, I’ll have to do them more often.”
Who doesn’t like surprises? Instead, I’m caught off guard by Davis loosening his tie and unbuttoning his top few buttons. When he stops, I’m almost begging for more to be revealed. Memories of our first night together flash through my mind as heat spreads throughout my body.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, T?”
Instantly, my cheeks heat at being caught ogling. “Just enjoying the view,” I quietly admit.
“Well…” His voice is suddenly much deeper. “Why don’t you go into your bedroom and you can tell me exactly what you’re thinking because if I had to bet, I’d say it was a lot more than that. Your cheeks are a magnificent shade of pink in this moment.”
I don’t even hesitate. I walk the few steps to my bedroom, which is located on the other side of my kitchen. Connor’s room is at the other end of my house, and Davis knows I like to be in my bedroom so I don’t wake him.
The moment the door clicks shut, Davis’s sexy voice practically purrs. “Tell me what you were thinking out there.”
My throat suddenly dries as I admit on a whisper, “I was remembering our first night together and um…”
As he slips his tie off, my core clenches and heart races. “Hmmm… and just what were you thinking about? Words—use them, Teagan. You know I like to hear them.”
We’ve been flirty on the phone for the last week or so, and even on the edge of taking it further, but we’ve always kept it innocent enough. But the heat in his eyes, and the tone of his voice, makes me want to push things further. After tomorrow—we’ll hopefully be able to see one another again—and I’d be a flat-out liar if I didn’t admit I’m dying for a replay of that night. Hell, I’ve practically worn out my vibrator thinking about it—after Davis and I get off the phone a few times. Thank God for rechargeable batteries.
“God, you were so sexy when you blindfolded me. But right now, I’m wishing I could see you without your shirt on again.”
“Really?” he asks as he undoes another button. “I’m pretty sure I can do that for you.”
I watch as he sets the phone down and positions it so I can see more of him, standing next to his bed. “You mean like this?” he asks as he slowly does the most magnificent silent strip tease. “You lick that lip again, and next time we’re alone together, I get to do it for you, Teagan.”
“Is that so?” I ask, feigning innocence, then lick my lower lip deliberately.
“I’ve been trying to be good these past eight weeks, but right now, I want to get in my car, drive to your house, and lick every square inch of your body. I deserve an award for the type of restraint I’ve displayed these past two months.”
“You and me both,” I tease. “You’re standing there all sexy, running your fingers through your hair. It turns me on, Davis. Hell, I’ve been fantasizing about our night together since I’ve been home. It’s a good thing my vibrator has a wall charger, or I’d go broke if I had to buy batteries.”
“You are so fucking sexy, Teagan. I’d give anything to watch you do that.”
Feeling much braver than I am, I boldly throw down a challenge. “Only if I get to watch your face as you come with me?”
For a moment, he’s frozen in place. At first, I think maybe we have a bad connection, but then his voice cracks as he warns, “Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep.”
Heat floods my body as my need for this man grows stronger. “Tell me what you’re thinking,” I prompt. I love his bossy side and hope in this moment more than anything, I get to see it.
“Oh, Teagan.” The words sound so sexy coming from his lips. “I’m not sure you want to know all the thoughts racing through my brain.” Reaching down, I see his hand disappear under the screen, just below his belly button, and I can only imagine he’s adjusting himself.
God, I wish it were my hand doing that. “I’m pretty sure by the expression on your face that I do.”
His voice is sexy as hell when he demands, “Get your vibrator and get yourself comfortable on that bed. I don’t have to see anything but your face, but I need to watch you come—is what’s on my mind. You sure you want to hear that?”
Walking to my dresser, I find myself doing just that. Electricity zings through my body and just pulling out my favorite personal friend has me dripping with need. “I want to hear everything that’s on your mind. Since you can’t be here to touch me physically, I need to hear every word.”
“Get on the bed and get yourself comfortable. Adjust the phone so it focuses on your beautiful face. You are exquisite to watch when you come apart, and I’ve missed you so much.”
Feeling brave as I walk to my bed, I rip my shirt over my head and reveal that I’ve already ditched my bra for the night. He can’t see my full breasts in the screen, but my cleavage is on full display for him.
