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adds,
giving my shoulder a sweet reassuring squeeze.
    “Thanks.” I reach up and kiss him on the
cheek. A warm smile curls up from the corners of his mouth.
    “Hey Em?” I glance at D over my shoulder.
    “What?”
    “I’m glad he picked you. You won’t take his
shit or use him for his money. I was worried he was stupid. But now
I see he made the right choice.”
    Did Deacon seriously just tell me that he was
okay that Johnathan feels the way he does about me? I think so.
    I turn and go into my bedroom. My room’s blue
with hardwood floors and has a cream bedspread. I’m so tired and I
need to sleep until Monday which probably won’t happen. I slide
into the bed and turn off my night-light.
     

Chapter
Four
     
    I open my eyes and look around, hot damn I
slept all night! I was exhausted that’s part of it. I stretch my
legs. My eyes are swollen from crying and my body aches and son of
a fucking bitch! My clit is throbbing hard, pounding between my
legs. That needy whore! I never thought I’d say I’m tired of
pleasuring myself, but I am. And If I don’t do it regularly like
sometimes five times a day my belly aches and I can’t think
straight. Maybe this is how men feel? I sure hope not because it
sucks!
    I reach between my legs. Ah! That’s
sensitive. Well I might as well get this taken care of now. I slide
my black panties down and toss them over the side of the bed. Pull
the covers back so I can reach my clit better. I’m going in solo
this morning, B.O.B needs a break. Orgasms would be so much better
if they were given to me from something other than my hand or a
plastic battery operated boyfriend. I miss the warmth of someone
holding me and loving me. Even if it’s for pleasure. I can’t ask
Stacy because that’s wrong and James would be even more wrong.
    I slide my finger over my bump. Oh god! I dip
my finger into my tight hole for lubrication. I’m dripping and I
slide my finger back to my bump. Oh fuck! Pulling back the hood I
circle it a few times revving up my engines more. Oh yeah!
    ‘I’ll love you all morning, and through the
day, don’t break my heart baby and throw it away.’ A Stricken song
starts singing to me. Damnit! My phone is ringing.
    I let my hood fall back into place and reach
for my phone on my nightstand with my clean hand.
    “Yeah?” I answer out of breath not even
looking at the ID.
    “What are you doing?”
    Shit! Of all the people in the world calling
me right now. Could this be any more of a coincidence?
    “Hi Claire.”
    “What are you doing?” she questions me, her
voice cloaked with naughtiness.
    She’s talked like this ever since I’ve met
her. We talk once or twice a week but haven’t’ met up since the
night in DC. For many reasons like she’s been in New York for the
past four weeks doing her job to open up her new ad branch and the
other two weeks I’ve been busy. So it’s kind of been more of a busy
thing than I don’t want to see her, because I do. She’s hot for a
woman. And she makes me horny when I’m on the phone with her. It’s
the sweet angelic voice that always seems to be dripping with
wanton innuendos. Once I actually masturbated with her on the
phone. But Shhhh don’t tell her.
    “I’m not doing anything. I just woke up.” I
retort evenly.
    “Uh huh. You were just breathing hard a
minute ago. But I’ll let it slide this time. You naughty minx.”
    See there goes the sexual connotation that
always starts to rev my engines. Fuck I’m horny. I hope this call
doesn’t last long because I need to flick my bic soon.
    “What do you need beautiful Claire?” I taunt
with a smile.
    “What I need is your pussy in my mouth. But
I’ll settle for dinner tonight. I have some paperwork I need to
give you for the show in San Diego. A few venders have contracts
and I also have two bags of products I want the guys to check out
and see if they want to represent the companies to do ad campaigns
for.”
    “Can’t Stacy do that?” I push. I