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I’m surprised when I notice it’s still lit up and I pick it up to look at the screen. “Oh shit,” I say when I see that instead of ending the call, I put it on speaker.

“Genevieve?” I say, but right then the line goes dead.

I put the phone down and try not to laugh. I should probably call her back and apologize, but I don’t think I could do it with a straight face. How does this kind of stuff keep happening to us? Is the universe trying to tell us something? Did she like what she heard?

Looks like I’m going to find out tomorrow morning when I bring breakfast to her house.

Chapter 9

Genevieve

“Oh god,” I say as I look down at my phone like it just burned me. I can’t believe what I heard. And I can’t believe that I kept on listening even though I knew what was happening. I couldn’t make myself hang up the phone.

I should have done it right away, but the sounds had me hypnotized. I couldn’t stop myself from listening. At first, I didn’t understand, but then he said my name. I’m not completely innocent. I may not have done those things before, but I’ve got a Tumblr account and masturbate when I get the urge.

Hearing Barrett doing that on the other end of the phone was something else. My entire body was warm and fully aware of every single sound coming through the phone. I could hear every stroke and grunt as he pleasured himself. Am I some kind of pervert because I loved it?

I couldn’t stop myself from picturing him lying down on his bed, probably surrounded by manly stuff like construction magazines and hammers. Now I have so many of questions. Was he doing that when I called, or did he start afterwards? Was he completely naked, or did he just have the front of his jeans open? Was he thinking of me? My mind races with all the different dirty ideas.

There’s a demanding throb between my legs and I have the urge to run up the stairs and dig my old vibrator out of a box. It’s been months since I’ve done it, and maybe that’s why I’m wound so tight. And why I stayed on the phone listening to him. The idea of touching myself holds no appeal when all I can think about is having the real thing. What would it be like for Barrett to run his hands between my thighs and make that throb go away? I bet his hands are rough, and my breasts feel heavy thinking of what they’d be like against my sensitive nipples.

I’m mortified when I think about him picking up the phone. He knew I was still on the other end. I could have made up an excuse like I didn’t realize it was on, but of course I panicked and hung up as fast as I could. I was in shock and turned on and I didn’t know how to react.

I put my head in my hands and laugh at how I keep getting myself into these situations. Is the universe trying to tell us something? I do know one thing now. The doubts I was having about Barrett not wanting me have all vanished. I can’t imagine him masturbating and saying my name unless he wanted me. He keeps giving me all these signs and I thought I was making them up. If Barrett is fantasizing about me, then he wants me.

I lie back on the bed and look up at the ceiling, wondering what he’s thinking right now. He doesn’t seem to get embarrassed like I do. If I had to guess, I bet he’s smiling right now. He’s so confident, and seeing me tomorrow morning won’t cause him a second of missed sleep. In fact, I bet he’s laughing right now and it’s probably the one that’s deep in his chest and makes me want to press my body against his.

One thing is for sure, breakfast tomorrow is going to be interesting.

Chapter 10

Barrett

I get to her house early this morning, just like yesterday. I wonder if she’ll be better prepared this time? I kind of hope to catch her by surprise again.

I knock lightly, but there’s no answer, so I use my key to enter. She left me the security code this time, so I enter that in and close the door behind me. I go straight to the kitchen and put the pink box of donuts on the counter, along with the bag of savory food from the diner. I wasn’t sure if she likes salty or sweet first thing, so I got both.

I put on the coffee and then sit back, looking at the work we did yesterday. There’s still more to do, but so far, it’s coming along perfectly. I decided on the way here not to bring up the phone call unless she asks me about it. I don’t want to embarrass her, and I kinda like it being our dirty secret. Who knows, maybe one day we can do it again. But this time with her participating.


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