Page 69 of Voyeur

“Where are you right now? Still at the office?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Can anyone see you?”

“No, and no, Silver. We’re not doing that.”

“Not doing what?” Silver laughed a little, and it was deeper than it had been a minute ago.

“You know what I’m talking about.”

“Have you ever had phone sex before?”

“No, and I’m not doing it now.” Honor released her thighs.

“Do you want to know what I did last night?” Silver asked.

And that got Honor to sit forward in her chair, feeling both nauseous and curious at the same time. She placed her hand over her stomach and tried to process which feeling was winning the battle inside her.

“Tell me what you’re thinking right now,” Silver requested.

“Nothing.”

“You’re lying, Honor. Tell me.”

“What did you do, Silver?” she asked and sat back in the chair.

“Is that anger I detect in your voice?” Silver teased.

“Who did you fuck, Silver?” she asked with definitive anger in her voice this time.

“No one,” Silver replied.

“What?”

“Stephanie was outside waiting for me, Honor. She was leaning against the wall before she pulled her dress up for me. She had no panties on, and she begged me to fuck her. All I had to do was push inside her easily, and I would have gotten her there in a few seconds. She offered to eat me out if I just fucked her. I should have. I could have, easily.”

“You wanted it,” Honor said before she gulped.

“Yes, I did.”

“Then, why didn’t you?”

“Because I want you more.”

“Silver, I’m not your–”

“Girlfriend; I know that. But it didn’t feel right. It felt like I should check with you first.”

“Check with me?”

“Like I needed you to tell me it was okay to fuck her without you there to watch or maybe join in.”

“Join in?” Honor let out with another gulp.

“Yes, join in. God, I’d love that. You, me, and another girl. Fuck, Honor. I’d love to watch someone go down on you, but at the same time, I don’t want anyone to ever touch you but me. Does that even make sense?”

“Yes, because it’s… it’s how I feel about you.”

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