surrender - chapter 2 - phone sex
CHAPTER TWO
Phone Sex
It wasn’t enough. An hour and a cold shower later, Beth’s body still simmered with need. Stretched on her bed, her body sheened with sweat as she fought for orgasm, she cursed the phone when it rang at her side. Grimacing when it refused to stop, Beth reached over, grabbing the receiver.
“Hello.” She tried to clear her throat, to still her rapid breaths, and hoped she could explain it away if it was her father. She didn’t want him to know his daughter was a raging mass of horny hormones ready to explode.
There was a brief silence, as though the caller were weighing his words.
“Feeling better?” A trace of knowing mockery, a deep, sensually husky voice whispered the words.
Beth flushed at Chuck’s voice. Damn him.
“I haven’t been sick,” she bit out, her e
Phone Sex
It wasn’t enough. An hour and a cold shower later, Beth’s body still simmered with need. Stretched on her bed, her body sheened with sweat as she fought for orgasm, she cursed the phone when it rang at her side. Grimacing when it refused to stop, Beth reached over, grabbing the receiver.
“Hello.” She tried to clear her throat, to still her rapid breaths, and hoped she could explain it away if it was her father. She didn’t want him to know his daughter was a raging mass of horny hormones ready to explode.
There was a brief silence, as though the caller were weighing his words.
“Feeling better?” A trace of knowing mockery, a deep, sensually husky voice whispered the words.
Beth flushed at Chuck’s voice. Damn him.
“I haven’t been sick,” she bit out, her e