The Hotline
...TRINITY POV...
I wait.
Then I wait.
Then I am just about to give up.
"What do you want to talk about?"
...Shit! I nearly wet my damn panties...
"So are we going to stare at our phones until something comes up?"
"Well, if it comes up, then you better send me a photo."
He goes silent for a while...I know that little comment has just made him hard.
"Only if you send me yours."
(Whoa)
I did not expect that.
"Did you type that out loud?"
"Fuck I wish I did; for now, I feel like an idiot."
(Mmm...I have an idea)
It takes me about five minutes just to get it perfectly right, and in less than five seconds, it finds its way to his inbox...then I wait.
(One)
(Two)
(Three)
"Holy shit! Damn. Fucking wow. God, I want that!"
"Are you typing out loud again?"
"No, princess, a man does not joke over that!"
"Your turn."
"Ain't happening."
(Wait!)
I have a better idea...
It takes...one...two...three.
"Princess, your dad is going to kill me if he hears you speaking to me."
"He is in his office, and I am in my room."
"Now, what can I do for you?"
"You can start by doing me."
"Fuck! Did you just say that?"
"Yes...do you want me to repeat it?"
...Mmm...This gives me an idea...God...I have never done shit like this in my life before...but he makes me want to do things to both him and myself...
"Colton."
"Yes, princess?"
"Guess what I am doing."
"No, tell me?"
"I am slipping my finger through my lips."
"Okay?"
"Mmm, I am so wet."
"Okay...wait...which lips are you talking about?"
"Mmm...Those ones that were covered with the pink panties."
"Fuck."
"Do you know what I am doing now?"
"Ya."
"My thumb is circling my cl..."
"Fuck! Don't say that word!"
"Guess what I am doing now?"
"Please tell me."
"I am slipping my finger inside...oh damn, there goes another one..."
"Fuck princess, I want you to pump it hard."
"I am pumping it so hard and so deep...God Colton, it is making me so wet."
"Fuck."
"Colton, I cannot hold it anymore...Mmm, baby, I need to let go."
"Fuck I want to hear you scream."
"Aaahhh... Colton... Fuck baby... I am... Shit... I have to...Colton... Aaahhh... Aaahh... Fuck... Yes... Yes..."
"God, that sounds so fucking hot. Damn princess!"
I chuckle to myself as I hear his small strained breaths come through from the other side. I can only imagine how big that bulge is in his pants...but the joke is on me, for I have now made myself raging horny.
"Colton, do you want it? Do you want me?"
"Hell yeah."
"I will give you some next time I see you."
"Oh, I am holding you to that princess. I am so damn hard right now. I am going to explode."
"Colton!"
"Hey, I have never had a woman have an orgasm on the phone before."
"So, are you going to come tomorrow?"
"Princess, your father, will kill me. I have already gone too far."
"Well, guess what."
"No, tell me, princess?"
"I am on my way."
...COLTON POV...
So apparently, Trinity tried to give Mason the slip last night.
(I wonder why?)
Needless to say, I have been summonsed by Vic, he kindly...as he said...requested for me to come and see him today...Well, I guess this is where my business ends; Trinity Stone has been my undoing... I always knew that a woman would bring me to my knees one day. Hey, I am not complaining; I wish that I listened to my common sense and kept it in my pants.
So as I am pulling up into the driveway, I have a hundred scenarios running through my head...I have done shit to people, but the shit that Vic does is enough to scare a man straight into his grave.
A somewhat horrified Mason is standing outside and waiting for me.
"Boss, I am so sorry."
"Don't worry, Mason, she is a sneaky little girl."
...Well, not really a girl after I heard her scream like that last night ...
"I am guessing that Vic is fucking raging?"
"Yeah, he is pretty pissed."
"Well, I guess I better report for my beating then."
As I slip through the front door to make my way past the kitchen, that scent of vanilla hits my nostrils again. As I turn my head to the left, I see her standing as goddamn beautiful as ever.
(Fuck, how does she do that)
But it does not stop these eager eyes from catching a good glimpse of those long slender legs. She looks at me from underneath her fluttering eyelashes, and I swear my damn knees give in.
…And then I try to speak…
"Mor...mor...mor.."
( For fuck sakes)
"Hey."
"Hey, Colton."
"Are you okay?"
I can see the tears well up in those deep brown eyes. Fück I wish I could take her in my arms and take the edge off that pain.
"Father said I must tell you he is in his office."
"Thanks, prin...princess."
Ya...I am already knee-deep in it; I might as well sink into the shit. But damn...the way she stares at my ass as I leave the kitchen makes me wanna go back and drown myself in it
Then as I approach Vic's office, I stop to take what is most definitely my last breath...but...mmm...he sounds too friendly for a man that is about to kill me. Then again, a man does not always know where you stand with him.
So it is with very cautious steps that I make my entry into what is my possible grave. Ashe looks up; I am a bit confused.
"Hey, Colton."
"Hey Vic, I am so sorry about Mason."
"I don't care for apologies; all I care about is how we are going to fix this."
"Not quite with you?"
"This is how it is going to work. You shall move into the back and make sure that she does not do it again."
(Fuck)
"Why me?"
"You, the only man that has been able to keep her under control."
...Ya, if you only knew what happened last night...but wait...
"Where was she off to last night?"
"Some shit about wanting to go to a club with her friends, but if you ask me, she was off to see a man."
"Oh, really, what makes you think that?"
"I had the privilege of listening to parts of a very questionable conversation, which I can only assume was a man."
(Shit)
"I will rather not ask questions. This arrangement, how long is it for?"
"Until you find someone that I approve of."
"From when?"
"Tonight."
(Fuck)
"Oh, she wants to go pick up a birthday present for her mom. You can fetch your shit while you are running her around."
"On top of it."
"And Colton."
"Yes, Vic?"
"Look after my girl; this turf war is affecting her badly. If something happens to her, then I will cut your balls off.."
"Understood."
"And..."
"Yes, Vic?"
"Don't give me a reason to cut those hands-off."
"Loud and clear."
With a very trembling ass, I make my way out there faster than I can count to one. As I turn the corner to step into the kitchen, I smile in relief.
(Fuck, that was close)
But there she stands...how am I going to keep these greedy paws off her?
(Oh god)