Ralph ended the call, letting Piper off the line. Once she’d loved her job, but now, with her stalker calling her at all hours of the night, she dreaded each ring of her phone in case it was him. As a phone sex operator, she made good money, better when she was able to hook a client like Ralph so that they called back over and over again. The more returning customers she had, the more she got paid.
The catch was that she’d attracted a creepy stalker who harassed her over the phone. He’d scared her so badly that she’d picked up and moved from Dallas to Reo, Texas, her hometown. She’d hoped he couldn’t trace her and find out where she lived. She’d felt safer among people she knew than in a busy city where she didn’t even know her neighbors in the apartment building where she’d lived.
If he did figure out how to find her, she’d have a better chance in the small town where everyone paid attention to strangers than she would in a big city where everyone minded their own business even when someone was in trouble and needed help.
Despite Creepy MacStalker, Piper hadn’t needed to change her phone number because she worked off a website where her clients called into a 1-800 number that went through the central office and switched over to her. It meant that he didn’t know who she was, where she lived, or her real phone number. She even used a separate cell phone for her work than she had for personal use. Still, it was spooky, and she’d had some horrible nightmares where he found her despite the safety measures in place.
I can’t let the asshole take over my life and make me afraid to answer my own phone for God’s sakes. He can’t find me. I’m safe.
Piper had first started the job as a way to earn money for school. It had been the perfect thing that she could do from home while she took classes at the university. She’d even taken some of her classes on line so that she was available more hours to take work calls. It had been the perfect job for her until Mr. Creepy had started calling.
It had taken her a while to get into the phone sex thing, but now she thought about what it would be like to talk dirty with a man she cared about. She could imagine his face when she talked about how she wanted to suck him off in detail or how much she loved it when he played with her clit. Just thinking about it always got her wet. If she ever found a man who’d enjoy that kind of thing, she’d be in heaven.
Now though, Piper had a hard time enjoying what she did. Her current dream was to build up her online business of graphic design and website development so she could give up the phone sex job. It just wasn’t what it had been before her stalker.
Nothing is like it was before he started calling me. I just want him to go away.
“I don’t think I’m going to rest with both of you in the bed with me.” She didn’t see how. She’d never really slept in the same bed with a man before.
“We’ll help you relax, and you’ll be asleep in no time. Come on, Piper.” Turk held out one hand.
She accepted it and let him lead her to climb on the mattress until she was in the middle. Irish climbed in on one side of her and Turk on the other. She felt like an ice cream sandwich minus the cold. There was no way to be cold between two hot men.
Piper waited to see what they’d do. She was almost afraid that they wouldn’t do anything while, at the same time, afraid they would. What did she expect from them? Would they want to have sex since she was in their bed? Did she want that? Now?
To her surprise, Turk massaged her shoulders while Irish leaned in and took her mouth in a gentle yet searing kiss. He teased her until she opened to him then swept in and rocked her mind with how good he tasted and how right the kiss felt. He didn’t savage her mouth as she would have expected. Instead, he was easy and loving in how he explored with his tongue then nibbled her lower lip with his teeth.
“You are so beautiful, Piper. I love your red hair and how it frames your face. You have the cutest freckles across your nose and cheeks. I want to kiss each one,” Irish told her in a husky voice.
She could tell he desired her and was sure Turk felt the same way from the kisses he gave her across her shoulders and at the back of her neck. Where were they leading her, and did she want to go there?
“Let us help you relax. We won’t do anything you don’t want tonight, but your body is killing us. Let us make you feel good.” Irish brushed light kisses along her chin, cheeks, and jawline.
Before she realized what he meant, Turk had moved to the foot of the bed and was shouldering between her legs where he tugged on her panties until they were trapping her legs at the knees. He drew them all the way off then returned to lie between her thighs.
“Irish?” She wasn’t sure if she was ready for this.
“Easy, babe. Let Turk taste that sweet pussy. Why don’t you tell me what he’s doing to you in that sexy voice of yours? He’s heard you, but I haven’t. Talk to me, Piper.”
“Oh God! He’s blowing against my wet folds.”
Somehow talking to Irish in the dark didn’t bother her or embarrass her. If the lights were on, she might not have been able to do it. She closed her eyes and pretended she was talking to one of her customers over the phone. Piper put everything she had into her voice. These two men were risking everything to protect her.
“It feels so good. Sexy and hot.” She breathed through the tension it built inside of her.
“I bet your pussy is glistening with your juices, isn’t it, babe?”
“Oh, yes! Turk just licked my slit. It felt so good. I don’t want him to stop.”
“He won’t, babe. He’ll stroke that pretty pussy until you come for us.”
“His tongue is sliding in and out of my pussy. Then he’s licking up and down my slit again. My clit is aching, but he hasn’t touched it yet.”
“He will, babe. Wait for it. He’s going to get you all hot before he lets you come.”
“Turk’s pushing one finger inside of me. It’s not enough. I need more. More, Turk.”
“Fuck, Turk. What does she taste like?” Irish finally asked.
“Heaven. She tastes like heaven. I’ve never tasted anything this sweet before,” Turk told the other man.
“He’s lapping at my slit like it’s a lollipop. I need him to lick higher. I need more of him inside of me.” Piper couldn’t help the slight whine in her voice or the way she gasped with each stroke of his tongue at her opening.
“How many fingers does he have inside of you, Piper?” Irish asked.
“Only one. Please, Turk. I need more.” She gasped. “Yes! He added a second one. That feels so good.”
“Listen to her purr, Turk.” Irish pushed her T-shirt up until her breasts were exposed.
He ran the back of his hands over the peaked nipples then gently rolled them between two fingers. She arched into his touch. It felt so good. She couldn’t think with both of them working on different parts of her body. Her nerve endings were all crossed as she groaned and wiggled between them.
“How does it feel to have your breasts played with, babe? Do you like it?” Irish asked.
“So good. Please more. I want to feel your mouth on them.” Piper couldn’t believe how demanding she was with them.
“I can do that.” Irish’s mouth sucked in one of her nipples, causing her to arch her back, tearing Turk’s mouth from her pussy.
Turk pressed down against her pelvis to keep her still as he thrust two fingers in and out of her pussy. His mouth sucked on her pussy lips before returning to lick at her swollen folds. Between Irish’s mouth on her breast and Turk’s at her pussy, Piper’s orgasm wasn’t far away. She couldn’t believe she was going to come between the two men.