The Deep End by Kristen Ashley

Author:Kristen Ashley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Published: 2017-03-07T08:00:00+00:00

twelve

Lipsticked Lips

OLIVIER

Olivier could only hack it until Monday morning.

Since starting it with Amélie, he’d used most of his markers to change shifts with the guys so he didn’t work nights or midnights.

In order to keep that going, rebuild his markers, he was giving them, taking a week of midnights.

Now, having her completely Friday night, all they’d shared before and after she took him to that red room, Amélie giving that room to him, just them, no one else, he felt her almost constantly digging deeper under his skin.

All day. All night.

Even in his dreams.

And clearly with no willpower and losing the fight to find it, he didn’t stop it.

So that morning after shift, Olly lay naked in his bed, the blinds closed against the Phoenix sun, the curtains drawn, needing sleep.

But needing his Leigh-Leigh and his Mistress more.

So he called her.

“Olly,” she answered. “Is everything all right?”

He gave her what he needed to give her to tell her what he needed to get.

“Mistress.”

There was a hesitation before he knew she got him when she ordered, “Cup your balls, chevalier.”

His cock, already hard, got harder as he moved to do what she said.

“Have you done that?” she asked.

“Yes, Mistress,” he answered.

“Good, Olivier. Now, put the phone on speaker and place it where I can hear you and you can hear me but it won’t be distracting.”

He had her voice coming at him, his cock hard, his hand cupping his balls because she told him to do that, he could balance that phone on his dick and it wouldn’t be distracting.

But he did as told, increasing the volume and pushing the phone into the pillow by his head so it’d stay put.

“Do I have you, mon chou?” she called.

“You got me, Amélie.”

And she did.

Christ, she so did.

“Good, now how much time do we have?”

He closed his eyes, a sweet agony.

Because there it was. Amélie looking out for him in all the ways she could.

She probably thought he had a day job, and that early in the morning, but still not that early, she’d think he had to get ready to get to some office.

He didn’t. But he did have to get good sleep, get up, get fueled, work out, shower, do life shit, like laundry, and get back to the firehouse.

A lot of the guys on midnights slept in the bunkbeds at the house. Since Olly was acting lieutenant on the nightshift, he felt it necessary to stay alert so he didn’t do that.

So they didn’t have a lot of time.

“Not much,” he told her.

“Okay, Olivier,” she said softly. “Let’s begin then. At the same time, slide your middle finger in your mouth and give your balls a squeeze.”

He did what she asked, fighting the urge after he’d given them a squeeze to take his hand from his balls to jack his dick.

“Extract your finger from your mouth, please,” she ordered.

He did. “It’s out, Mistress.”

“Lovely, Olivier,” she purred. “Lift your knees, legs wide, feet in the bed. Tell me when that’s done.”

He did it and grunted, “Done.

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