Page 31 of The Spare
"I heard a guy."He just won't let it go.
I hum."Yeah well… I know a guy who knows a guy."
"Don'tfucking p-"
I roll my eyes in amusement."Piss you off.I know, Mason. But you just make it so easy sometimes that it wouldn't be right of me not to." I tease, grinning as he clears his throat in irritation. I rinse my body and then shut the shower off, grabbing up my towel and then drying off. "You need to see an ENT for all that throat clearing you've been doing, Mason. I'm starting to get concerned."
It's the girl’s turn to moan loudly. The man really starts pounding, and Mason goes completely silent on the phone. My cheeks flush as I blush, but I refuse to hang up just yet. Really wanting to rub it in.
"Yes.Yes, Darren. Yes!"she yelps before falling quiet.
I giggle. "I think she got her happy ending. What about you?"
"Were you masterbating, Mel, when I answered the phone?" he asks in a deathly quiet voice.
I roll my lips. I thought I might be able to convince him the sounds he'd heard was hers, but apparently it didn't work. I try anyway. "You can't prove that."
"I'm not a fuckingidiot,Mel. I've been on countless runs with you. I've heard you tired, worn out, moaning in pain.I know what you sound like,"he snaps.
"You don't know what I sound like when I'm moaning in pleasure," I throw back, not quite even believing we're having this conversation.
Mason's silent for a few long, drawn out seconds. I take the time to dress quickly. I'm in the middle of pulling on my shirt when his next words cause me to pause and tense up.
"How dare you call me in the middle of the day," he snarls, "whimpering, and damn near crying into the phone and then try to act innocent like it isn'tyou.But tell me, you're the one listening to the couple in the next stall fucking while you do it, so, are you itching to get fucked, too?"
Myeyes widen in shock because Mason has never talked to me this way. I go with it in a teasing manner, because I know Mason's not flirting with me. Surely not me?
"Maybe," I giggle, keeping my tone light. "It might help me relax."
"Hmm. Now there's a thought," Mason says. He makes a sound in his throat that causes another shiver to go down my spine. "Need someone to fuck you so you can maybe relax enough to get that math grade up?Wonder why I didn't think of that."
My heart pounds wildly.
"I definitelyneedto get my grades up. I'm obviously willing to try anything at this point."
"You sound very needy," he says.
My brows lift. How did we get here again?
"Hmhm. I need a lot of things."
He half laughs. "You also sound very greedy. Girls like that are so fun to break down."
Huh.
"Break down?"
"Hm-hmm,"he hums.
I wet my lips, trying for nonchalance. "You sound like you might have some experience in whatever that is. Want to teach me?"
"Experience?"he half laughs. "Girl, I would fuck you into next week," he say sharply.
I blink as my clit throbs. "Mas-"
"You still a virgin?" he interrupts me.
I gasp, feeling my heart stop before it gallops away. I falter, grasping and failing to find words to continue our playful banter that has somehow just turned very serious. I lose my bravado quickly with just a few simple questions from him, so I don't answer, and the silencelingers.
