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His focus was shot, his attention wandered, and it was a good thing that this was just a formality to close the contract between his firm and their new client.
    Good wishes had been exchanged, dinner invitations politely declined on the grounds of an early flight, and Simon had all but raced back to his hotel room to check his email.
    What he found sent his pulse pounding and his hand reaching for the phone.
    “ Simon, I am aching for your return. My body is lonely and lost without its mate. My breasts are waiting for your hands to cup them and stroke them and my nipples yearn to harden between your fingers .”
    Simon used the aforementioned fingers to flick a bead of sweat from his brow and undo the zipper on his pants before he inflicted serious damage to himself.
    “ My pussy is yours, Simon, my darling, my master. It cries for you when you are not here to fill it.
    It weeps with joy when you honor it with your lips. It shudders with pleasure at the touch of your tongue .”
    Okay. This was getting decidedly hot.
    Simon slipped out of his trousers all together, threw the rest of his clothes onto the bed and enjoyed the rough rasp of the chair against his buttocks as he resumed his seat in front of his laptop.
    His hand fell to his cock. He felt a bit self-conscious, like some pimply teenager visiting a porn site, but imagining Eve as she wrote these words to him was turning him on like nothing he could ever remember.
    “ My pleasure will be to give you pleasure, Simon. Whatever your wants, whatever your needs, I am here to fulfill them. Tomorrow night, I shall give you my body, my heart and my soul. Use them as you will .”
    Whatever his needs? Simon shivered.
    He reached for the phone and dialed her number. It rang four times. Then the machine clicked on. He sighed.
    “ Sorry – leave a message please. Oh, and if this is Simon, get some rest, honey. I want you to be fit and masterful when you get home .”
    “Uh…Eve? It’s Simon. Uh…okay…I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    Jesus. Masterful? As he hung up his mind flashed on leather, spiked heels and laces.
    He tugged on his cock with long firm strokes, eyes closed, fantasizing about the wonderful things he wanted to do with and to Eve. He bypassed the domination scenario and went straight to the heart of things. Her breasts in his hands, her tongue held captive by his, he’d rub himself all over her, imprinting her once again on his brain.
    He grasped his cock tighter, just as a chime announced he had mail.
    He opened his eyes, keeping his rhythm, and read the next note from Eve.
    “ Thinking of you is making me so hot, Simon. Thinking of taking you in my mouth and sucking you deep into my throat. I need your touch so badly. I didn’t know I’d miss you as badly as I have.
    I’m thinking of your cock, your big wonderful cock, and wishing it was here sliding inside me right now. I wish your balls were slapping me, I wish your hands were slapping me. I wish…I wish…I have to touch myself, Simon. I have to release my love for you even though you’re not here. May I? May I do this, Simon? Give me permission…just email me back one word…yes. I’m here waiting, my clit ready to burst, waiting for you to say yes…I know you’ve called me, but I can’t let myself talk to you. Not yet. [email protected]”
    Yessssss.
    He gasped as his cock leapt within his hand and he came hard, spurting his cum across his belly and onto his chest. His body throbbed and his spine tingled, and his mind blurred with visions of Eve.
    He’d taken a few moments to recover and wipe himself off, blushing a little at his unrestrained behavior.
    He hadn’t realized what an effect suggestive email could have.
    Or maybe it was the fact that it was from Eve. For him.
    With hands that still trembled a little, he opened an email to Eve and typed one word.
    Yes .
    He hit the send button, and sat back, eyes closed, thinking of Eve and wondering if she was in her little study in