Page 111 of Test the Ice

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I’ve never craved to please someone so much before. I’ll deny it day in and day out, but the slight ache in between my legs tells the truth.

My fingers brush back and forth against my warm skin, getting closer and closer to the top of my panties. Another text comes through.

Malaki

Tell me something…when was the last time you touched yourself?

My fingers pause. My heartrate spikes.

I type slowly and put my phone face down after I hit send.

Me

I…don’t know. After having Charleigh, I went into survival mode. There isn’t a lot of alone time when you have a baby, work all night, and share an air mattress with your younger sister.

Malaki

Sounds like we have lots of orgasms to make up for, babe.

Why do I like that he called me babe?

Why do I likehim?

Malaki

Take your panties off.

I rush to pull them off, excitement flowing to my fingertips, but my phone goes off again.

Malaki

Slowly.

My breathing is labored.

I do exactly as he says. I shimmy them off slowly and find myself picturing Malaki’s fingers hooking beneath the cotton to pull them off himself instead of me.

I typedoneand hit send.

A minute passes and then another.

I watch little bubbles pop up, only for them to disappear.

The longer he takes to text me back, the more nerves fill my stomach. Where’d he go? I sit up on my elbows and glance at my naked bottom half before typing a message.

Me

Is this how you’d pay me back? Leave me half-naked on your bed?

I hit send, and no more than five seconds later, his name flashes on the screen with an incoming call.

I freeze, my fingers itching to answer.

I go back and forth over whether or not to answer, until I finally hit accept.

His smooth voice comes over the speaker, and goosebumps race against my skin. “She answers…”

“I know you’ll just call back if I don’t,” I say.

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