way too long, Max Steele. I miss it." I miss you...
We'd made up, but things were far from back to normal. I wanted normal again... just without the lies and secrets. Was that so much to ask for?
He hummed a sound, like he was thinking. "Alright, but first you have to tell me something." I heard the soft, slow chime of piano keys and knew he was running his fingers over the keys gently, thinking about what he was going to play.
"Anything," I replied, "no secrets anymore, right?"
He made another humming sound, then lightly depressed a couple more keys. "What are you wearing right now, Hellcat?" His voice was pure sex, and my nipples hardened against the rough towel.
"Why do you want to know? I thought you were going to play something for me," I replied with a soft laugh.
"I am," he answered, his tone edged with wickedness, "but I want to be able to picture you while you listen."
Excitement flipped my stomach over, and I tugged my towel loose. I wasn't worried about anyone telephoto-spying on me; I hadn't opened my heavy blackout curtains once since moving in.
"Right now?" I asked, licking my lips. "Absolutely nothing. You caught me just as I was getting out of the shower."
Silence. Then a rough inhalation, and I chuckled.
"I changed my mind," Steele said after a moment, and the soft chime of his piano keys slowly formed into a tune.
"You're not going to play for me?" I asked, somewhat disappointed.
His breathing was slightly rougher than it had been a few moments ago, and his fingers still toyed with the tune he'd started. "I am," he replied after a pause, "but I want you to play for me too."
It only took me a second to understand what he meant, then my whole body flushed with warmth.
"Max Steele," I gasped in feigned scandal, "are you asking me to masturbate over the phone for you?"
He let out a pained groan. "Yes, fuck yes. Unless you want to switch to video-calling?" The hopeful tone of his voice was almost enough to have me agreeing, but I'd need time to work out the best angles and... nah, too hard.
"Video call next time," I compromised. "Now play me this damn piece while I imagine your fingers on me instead of your piano."
Steele let out another groan. "This was either the best idea ever, or the worst. Fuck, okay, I'm putting you on speaker."
I grinned. "Fine, I'll stay quiet then."
"Don't you dare," he growled. "Arch and Kody are in the gym with music blasting, anyway. They won't hear anything."
It wasn't like I really cared if they did... but it was cute Steele thought to mention it.
Muffled sounds filled my ear as Steele switched to speakerphone and probably placed his phone on the desk beside his keyboard. Or maybe he'd propped it up on the music rack. Either way, there was only a short pause before he started playing.
My breath caught in my throat as the first haunting notes travelled through the speaker to me, and I found myself totally transfixed by the beautiful, soulful melody Steele had composed.
"Hellcat, we had an agreement," he muttered some minutes later after I'd totally lost myself in his music, and my pulse raced once more.
I let out a low chuckle. "That we did."
Holding my phone to my ear with one hand, I cupped one of my breasts with the other. My nipples were already hard, and just a gentle roll of my fingers brought a moan to my lips.
"Shit," Steele breathed, but didn't stop playing. "Describe it, baby. Tell me what you're doing... what you want me to be doing to you."
"Nah-ah," I replied with a laugh as I moved my hand lower and spread my legs open. "That wasn't part of the agreement." Not that there really was any agreement, but whatever. Playful banter didn't always need to be factual. "Just play for me and listen while I play for you."
Besides, I’d never been able to concentrate enough to dirty talk with any real success. It pulled me too far out of the moment, and right now, I wanted to be totally in the moment. It wasn't the first time I'd serviced myself while picturing Steele or Kody or both of them... I might also admit to Archer's face flashing across my mind in my darkest moments. But it was the first time Steele knew I was doing it and listening.
My fingers danced across my pussy, finding the slick wetness between my legs