Page 153 of Power Play Rivals

“And what I’m about to do next isn’t either,” I retort gruffly. “Now, be a good little kitten and give me your phone.”

She throws her arm to the side to pick up her phone on her bedside table and flings it to me, dropping it just beside my leg.

I leave it where it is, licking my lips, thinking of all the ways I could defile her. When I finally settle on a position, my smile stretches wide on my lips.

“Oh, no. I know that look. You’ve got that mischievous sparkle in your eyes. You’re up to something,” she states, familiar with all my expressions by now. “Should I be worried?” she asks when I fix the pillow behind her head to prevent her from banging it against the headboard.

“Do you trust me?” I ask gruffly.

“Of course,” she coos sweetly.

My shark-like smile widens as I grab her ankles and press her feet together before pushing her legs as far as I can, happy to see them reach just behind her ears.

“Trent,” she says, widening her eyes. “Try not to break me, will you?”

“Shh, kitten. I have to make a phone call,” I taunt, pressing a few buttons and putting the call on speaker.

“A call? Now?” she quips since she’s in a pretty vulnerable position right now.

“It’s called multi-tasking.” I wink while I lubricate my fingers with the combination of her juices and my cum and start toying with her clit to the sound of her phone ringing.

“Elite Sports Agency. How may I help you?” the receptionist answers.

“Trent,” Piper softly mewls as I keep flicking her clit while slowly thrusting inside her wet pussy.

“Can you please put me through to Piper Lee?” I ask without missing a beat, gaining a confused look from my woman.

“And who may I say is calling?”

“Trent Nichols.”

“Very well, Mr. Nichols. Let me pass the call through to her office.”

“Trent, don’t you do it,” she stammers, her cheeks flushing when she realizes what I’m up to.

I place one finger on my lips to get her to stay silent, while the index and middle fingers of my other hand start to pick up speed on her clit, matching the rhythm of my cock.

“Oh, fuck,” she mewls, her eyes going back into their sockets as her pussy constricts around my hard length.

“That’s it, kitten. Take it. Take it all,” I growl, beads of sweat starting to pour down to my eyes with every punishing thrust.

“Piper Lee’s office. Toby speaking. Ms. Lee is not in at the moment, but how may I help you today, Mr. Nichols?”

“Just the man I wanted to talk to,” I smile sinisterly.

Piper shakes her head, biting down on her knuckles so Toby doesn’t hear her loud cries of ecstasy.

“Really? Me?” he asks, sounding surprised.

“I’m just calling to say that Ms. Lee will not be coming in to the office today. She’s otherwise… indisposed.”

“Oh?” he retorts, worried. “Is she sick? Does she need anything?”

“No, I can guarantee you that she is quite well. In fact, she’s never felt better,” I grunt, pounding into her pussy with merciless abandon.

“Okay,” he says, confused.

“Just pass the note along. And Toby, I’ll forgive that little kiss at the Christmas party, but if I hear your lips went anywhere near my woman again, I’ll fucking rip them off you. Understood?”

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