Page 35 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

DONOVAN:

I remember. If I’m not mistaken, you asked me to come.

Thank fuck he wasn’t either.

I did. You still want to?

DONOVAN:

Come on Thursday? Probably. I just have to watch our video if I want to do that. I also just have to close my eyes and remember your hands on me. So yeah, pretty sure I’ll come on Thursday at some point.

That little tease. He was driving me out of my mind on purpose, and if he said no to this, I might just beg him to meet me somewhere in the next few days to take care of this gnawing need he’d built up in me. I didn’t care how irrational it was to want someone so badly after one encounter—if I didn’t get him out of my system in some way or another, I was going to turn into a fucking madman.

Do you still want to come with ME on Thursday?

Three dots… Nothing.

Another three dots… Nothing.

Then up popped a photo of the hardest, prettiest dick I’d ever laid my damn eyes on. Flushed and veiny, the tip glistened in invitation and then the message came through.

DONOVAN:

What do you think?

I wasn’t sure Icouldthink, except to slide my hand inside my pants. But after giving myself a rough squeeze, I realized I needed both hands to text back.

I think you better fucking save that for me.

DONOVAN:

I thought the rule was twenty-four hours?

The rule is that’s MINE. So don’t touch it until I tell you so.

Damn. The possessive feeling that bubbled up inside me was completely out of character, but I wasn’t about to apologize. I meant every word I’d typed. I wanted that pretty cock, and I would have it.

DONOVAN:

That’s fucking hot, and kind of bossy. Is that part of your new role?

My lips quirked as I quickly typed.

Say yes to Thursday and I’ll send you the overview.

DONOVAN:

Rafferty signed off on that?

Rafferty ASKED for you back. Have you seen how many hits our video had this morning? Trust me, I’m not the only one who wants the masked man to…come again.

I shook my head. Man I was really pushing for this, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself. If Donovan wasn’t interested, he would’ve said so by—

DONOVAN:

Yes.

I stared at that one word for a heartbeat and then another, then quickly scrolled up to make sure I wasn’t imagining things.

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