Page 61 of Fall Apart

He lowers his lips back to my swollen clit, sucking and flicking his tongue. I can hear the sound of just how wet I am as he works my body. “You taste so fucking good, Lizzy. This pussy is so perfect.”

“Cool.” Jessica’s voice is almost a distant whisper in my headset. “I will put something on the calendar for Monday or Tuesday. How does that sound?”

I click unmute again. “Sounds perfect.” My voice is breathy, but hopefully masked out by the background noise from her car ride. “Yeah, that sounds great.” Clay’s tongue moves faster and I feel himdip a finger in right before I click mute again, digging my finger nails further into his tousled hair.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be? Like fixing my condo?” I don’t know why exactly I’m still so insistent on playing with him like this when he already has me so close to coming apart on his face. Maybe I’m crazy. That thought is immediately erased when he plunges one thick finger into me, curling deep inside me.

“So fucking wet.” He pulls his finger out and licks it before plunging it back in. “And there’s literally fucking nowhere I’d rather be, princess.” Before I can even register that or look down at him, he slides his finger back out, trailing it down my thigh leaving a trail of my own wetness behind and leaving me feeling suddenly empty.

His mouth is already back to work on me when I hear Jessica fumbling with her phone, probably trying to juggle speaker phone and looking at our calendars. “Is the morning or afternoon better? Looks like you’re wide open, girl.” You have no idea.

I look down, catching a glint in Clay’s eye while he still works wonders on me with his tongue. He winks and I eye him suspiciously until I realize he’s reaching down to grab the toy.

I unmute my headset again. “Yep. Wide open. Just put it in there. The sooner, the better.” I mute right when Clay notches the head of the toy at my entrance and I moan so desperately, ready for that full feeling again. “You sure you’re bigger? That’s a lot.”

His deep laugh reverberates through my clit, through the toy, through all of me. He slides the toy further in and the knobby ribs sends shivers through me. “You’re such a fucking brat. You and I both know the answer to that question.”

Almost in defiance, he pumps the toy in harder and faster, all while still working his tongue on my clit. Watching this is so damn hot and it’s bringing me closer and closer to the edge. It feels so good, too good. The tension grows and I curl my hands into fists.

“Such a pretty, good boy.” The words escape my mouth as a playful whisper.

I hear a questioning hum on my headset. “What was that?”

Oh my fucking god. I squeezed the mouse. I made a fist and I squeezed the mouse.

If I wasn’t on cloud nine with Clay between my legs about to combust from pleasure, I’d combust from embarrassment at what I just did.

“Oh! Sorry. I was talking to my roommate's dog. He’s sitting under the desk.” I look down at Clay and stick my tongue out at him. “He’s being such agood boytoday.”

Jessica snorts in what I hope was amusement. “Anyways, I’m going to be coming out to touch base with the team at the plant in a couple weeks. Who knows, we could even talk about this being a more permanent thing for you, over dinner, if you’re enjoying being out there. The team there has nothing but glowing reviews of you. My husband is also going to join so he can hopefully get some skiing in too. If I find a good place for dinner, would you join us?”

“Yeah.” I practically mutter and whimper through heavy breaths. “Yeah. I’ll definitely come.”

I can feel Clay laugh against me as he bottoms out the toy. His tongue, the fullness, the vibration of his laugh all send me completely over the edge. The knot of tension deep in me explodes as I come apart. I dig my nails into his scalp while my other hand covers my mouth, trying not to scream.

“Awesome,” Jessica says, “Speaking of my husband, he says it’s time to hangup. I’ll catch up with you next week. Bye, bye!”

“Sounds good. Talk soon.” I barely get the words out and hang up.

“Oh my god.” My chest heaves. “You.” I grab him by the hair. “You’re fucking crazy.”

He looks up at me, his jaw propped on the edge of the desk chair between my thighs. He looks up at me and licks my own arousal from his lips, which suddenly makes me want more. “Yeah, crazy good at making you come on my face.”

He grins and pulls the toy out and a sudden gasp leaves me at the empty feeling. He eyes the toy and flicks his eyebrows at me. “Glad you like it.”

I palm my face, smiling and laughing before looking back down at him. That toy isn’t the only thing I find myself liking right now.

No, I definitely like being around Clay Chapman more and more.

CHAPTER 28

LIZZY

FAMILIAR

“No,”Clay says, drawing out the word. “I do not jerk off in the shower.” I huff and cross my arms as he glares at me from the driver side of my Bronco before rolling his eyes and getting out. I glare right back at him, holding eye contact as he walks around the hood, watching him still mouthnothe entire time until he reaches my door.

He opens it for me and somehow the simple gesture still makes my heart flutter each time. But I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. I turn, sitting in the passenger seat with my arms crossed, my legs dangling out. “Don’t ruin this fantasy for me. This is my Roman Empire.”

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