Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Kaden: What are you doing tonight? I thought you’d be joining me on the road.
Valentina: Nope. You’re on your own—just behave.
Kaden: I would behave more if you were here, next to me.
Valentina: Are you bored?
Kaden: No, just missing you. What are you wearing right now, baby?
Valentina: Wouldn’t you like to know.
Kaden: Oh, I would—and I have a very vivid imagination. Want me to tell you what I’m picturing?
Valentina: No.
Kaden: Too bad. I’m picturing you in that oversized shirt you stole from me. Nothing underneath, of course. Just you, bare and ready for me.
Valentina: I didn’t steal it, it was all you had that I could wear.
Kaden: I’m pretty sure you could’ve worn yesterday’s clothes, you just wanted to feel me in your skin.
Valentina: You’re impossible.
Kaden: I’m impossible? You’re the one who made me hard all damn day just thinking about what I’d do to you if you were here.
Valentina: You’re ridiculous.
Kaden: Ridiculous is not having you spread out on my bed while I lick every inch of you.
Valentina: You’re all talk.
Kaden: Connect with me right now and I’ll have you panting and coming in no time.
Valentina: I can’t. I’m on video call with my boss and the team, Kaden. Even when I’m not paying attention, I can’t just call you so you can . . . nope, I refuse.
Kaden: So? Mute yourself.
Valentina: No, you lunatic. This is an actual work call.
Kaden: Then after the call, you’ll send me a picture of your glistening cunt begging for my cock.
Valentina: Absolutely not.
Kaden: Oh, but you will. You’ll spread those perfect lips with your fingers, slide them inside yourself—or better yet, grab that little vibrator you keep in your drawer. You’ll fuck yourself and send me the proof.
Valentina: How the fuck do you know about my vibrator.
Kaden: I didn’t. It was a wild guess. And I’m guessing it’s pink, isn’t it? Probably small, not enough to satisfy you the way I can, but you still get yourself off thinking about me.
Valentina: It’s not pink and I’m not sending you anything.
Kaden: You will, because you know you have to be a good girl for me, baby. Good girls do what they’re told so they can get rewarded.
Valentina: Stop, I’m working.
Kaden: You don’t want my cock, baby? You’re telling me the next time you want me to spank you hard, bring you to the edge with my mouth and fingers but never let you come? Is that what you want?
Valentina: Kaden, stop.
Kaden: Tell me you want my cock, Val.
Valentina: I want your cock.
Kaden: Good girl. Such a fucking good girl you are. Let me tell you, Val—when I finally get my cock inside you, you won’t need that toy anymore. The only thing you’ll want is me, making you scream so loud the entire world will hear every fucking word.
Valentina: I hate you.
Kaden: No, baby. You’re just trying not to admit how bad you want me. Now finish your call and send me the picture of your cunt with that vibrator inside you.