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“For every lie you tell me, that’s two punishments you get once I see you again. Understood?”

Don’t threaten me with a good time, buster. “Mmm hmm.” I plug the drain and turn the water on, full blast, as hot as it’ll go.

I swear a growl comes from the other end of the line. It sets me on fire, but I’ll never tell him that.

“How was your day?” I ask in the most fake ass happy tone I have.

“Not too bad until now.”

“Should I be insulted?”

“You should be doing what you’re told and make sure that water level isn’t as high as it can go.”

Oh. Right. I turn it off because it’s getting close.

“I didn’t say turn it off, Princess.”

“What the hell, Maso… X? You said to not let it get all the way up.”

“Turn the temp to warm, not hot.”

“Why?”

“Are you disobeying?”

“I’m asking a question.”

“If I was there, my dick would be in your mouth so you couldn’t ask me a damned thing.”

“Well, you’re not here, so your dick is…”

“In my hand,” he interrupts in a dark tone. “I’m stroking my cock, in my office, staring out at the city skyline, imagining you in that fucking tub.”

My heart swoons.

“Now do what I say and change the temp of the water. Make it warm, Princess.”

“Okay.”

“Now slide that sweet ass of yours forward and spread your legs as wide as you can. Let the water flow over that needy cunt and aim it at your clit that I’m sure misses my mouth.”

Is he serious? “I—”

“Do it.”

I scoot forward. The warmth, constant pressure, and trembling flow of water, combines into a blast of pleasure that builds inside me until my head falls back and hips thrust a little as I ride the wave. “Fuck.”

“That’s it, Princess. Keep going.”

My climax isn’t strong, but it’s a decent distraction from my frustration. Once I’m done, I turn the water off.

“Feel better?”

“A little,” I admit.

“My tongue should be what’s between your thighs, getting you off, not your tub.”

Sighing, I lean back and sink into the hot water, imagining him stroking himself on the other end of the phone. I want to hear him come.