Page 35 of Voyeur

“Yes, you do, Honor,” Silver insisted. “I’m not going to judge you for anything you tell me, okay?”

Honor looked around the diner, and while it was relatively busy, the booths on either side of theirs weren’t occupied.

“I liked watching you with her a lot,” she admitted.

“Yeah?”

“You already know that because you saw me.”

“Have you always been able to come like that?”

“Yes. Pretty much, anyway.”

“God, it’s hot,” Silver said and took a drink of her coffee. “What else?”

“I hated that you were fucking her. I want you to fuck me – and yes, only me – but that’s not logical when I also want you to fuck other people because I want to watch you do that and get myself off. Then, I want you to make me come, too. I don’t know what to do with all of these thoughts, either. They come and go. One minute, I want to be back in your office, bent over your desk. The next, I’m ashamed that I let myself do that. After that, I want you to fuck someone in front of me while you’re looking at me how you were last night.”

“Confusing,” Silver said.

“Tell me about it,” Honor replied with a little laugh.

“What wins out?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you have a lot of thoughts there that contradict. Which one is the winner?”

“Depends on the moment.”

“I’ll be fucking someone else tomorrow night. It’s for the show, but still. How does that make you feel? Be honest, Honor.”

“Territorial.”

“Over me?”

“Yes.”

“Your eyes are really dark right now,” Silver said.

“I’m getting turned on.”

“Thinking about me with another woman?”

“And thinking about yanking you into your office after and sucking on you until you come.”

“Fuck, Honor. Let’s get out of here,” Silver suggested and raised her hand as if asking for the check.

“No, Silver. We said we’d just talk.”

“We are talking. But I just got hard, babe. You could suck for, like, ten seconds, and I’ll come for you.”

Honor really loved the sound of that, but she knew she needed to stay strong.

“What does your sister do?” she chose to ask Silver instead.

“What?” Silver put her hand down.

“We’re talking. What does your sister do? You said your brother is a priest.”

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